no strings left to pull we are led just like lambs to the slaughter
so cry me a river and kiss me like Judas for better
or worse it would all end like this with a brother v brother
no time to kill and no time to die no time to laugh or to cry
feels numb on the fingers and strange on the tip of the tongue
the aftertaste lingers and all of my cclours have run
my life flashed before me there's no use in begging for mercy
the sun in my eyes is so blinding but I just don't wanna see
no time to kill and no time to die no time to laugh or to cry
break for the border my bandaleros break for the border my comancheros
break for the border mi mi muchachos break
the whites of their eyes in the sights of my gun turning blood red
not a wing or a prayer and the devil may care if I'm left for dead
if this sound and fury be my judge and jury my sentence
locked between heaven and hell my fate hangs in the balance
no time to kill and no time to die no time to laugh or to cry
no time for love and no time for hate no time for war or for peace
come hell or high water this could well be chico's last supper
in the wake of this nomansland I'm fighting fire with fire
as god is my witness I swear he'll be wreaking my vengeance
a whisper like thunder is piercing my soul to repentance
no time to kill and no time to die no time to laugh or to cry
no time for love and no time for hate no time for war or for peace
so break for the border my bandaleros
break for the border my comancheros
break for the border
break for the border me bandaleros
break for the border my comancheros
break for the border mi mi muchachos
