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| 4:35 | 
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| 2. |
| 1:34 | 
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Well if we really wanna make it
Really wanna make it, I wanna make it man Straight ahead all the way you guys I don't care how dirty you guys get It doesn't make any difference Oh fudge, ah well, fudge Ah Barnum gee whiz rag mop You know gosh all whillickers Under the wedding ring I feel a what's that Finger finger hoo hah hoo hah are you married Fu fu fudge, hyuh hyuh hyuh rag mop Hoo wha hoo you do it, I do it, who do it, where do it Do it do it do it do it do it do it do it Folks we've been in the business for 20 years And I've never had a heart attack You're my friends I want you to know that Stick it stick it time time time Take your money sign to clarify that Ahhh! Ahh! Er ahhh! Would you believe New York is an island rragh! The Honorable Hawaii sinking Shi fah fah shuh-hoo-oo-whiss! Yes what is it I've been at school you see try try try Hawaii Hawaii Hawaii Bok! Bok! Bok! Bok! The difference to get in though Not that it makes any difference fah shoo Uh New York's uh sinking How old are you little girl Fudge fudge ay yi the thing is Nay nay uh! Ca-no-no yes but Uh-uh-uh Ca-nay-nay ba-no-no Fah-oo ah Going! Going! Goh! Goh! Goh! Goh! No man is an island! Do it do it do it do it No man is an island! He's a peninsula |
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| 3. |
| 3:33 |
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(Marty Balin & Paul Kantner)
In my heart I have a feeling, and I don't know what I'm gonna do; Oh, what a beautiful world, the world, what should I do? What should I do? Don't you know what I have found? Maybe you've found it too; Today is made up of yesterday and tomorrow, Young girl Sunday blues and all her sorrow. One side of me is filled with brightness, no matter what I might say; The days are made with waterfall colors, couldn't I make you stay? If rain slides down the sides of my face must be a rainy day; But I get lost in yesterday and tomorrow, tomorrow, Young girl Sunday blues and all her sorrow. I walk beside you laughing and I'm high, don't try to touch me with words; When I tell you I dream it might seem like silence, but so much can be heard; I think of things, what loving you brings, maybe my thing is her; Today is made of yesterday and tomorrow Young girl Sunday blues, and all her sorrow; Ah! come into my mind, let yourself wander free and easy; Ah! come into my life, Sunday blues girl, young and new girl, You're the only true girl here can please me I said, "Please me, yeah! Please me! Please me! Please me!" |
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| 4. |
| 3:26 |
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Martha she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently
She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha she calls to me from a feather in the meadow, "Fly to me" You can dance and sing and walk with me And dreams will fade and shadows grow in weed She does as she pleases, she waits there for me She does as she pleases, her heels rise for me My love she talks to winking windows as she murmurs to her feet, thoughtly She separates in laughter to my side, caught for me She does as she pleases, she waits there for me She does as she pleases, her heels rise for me Martha she keeps her heart in a broken clock and it's waiting there for me She weeds apart through a token lock; What a great thing to be free She weeps time, starts unspoken, but when the gate swings there she'll be, There she'll be: in green sun, on blue earth under warm running shower. |
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| 5. |
| 3:08 |
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It's a wild time!
I see people all around me changing faces! It's a wild time! I see love all the time! I'm doing things that haven't got a name yet; I need love, your love. It don't matter if it's rain or shine. I'm here for you any old time stay here, play here. Make a place for yourself here. I want to be with you, no matter what I do, what doesn't change is the way I feel for you today. Times just seem so good. I do know that I should be here with you this way, and it's new, so new. I see changes, changes all around me are changes. |
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| 6. |
| 2:41 |
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THE LAST WALL OF THE CASTLE
(Jorma Kaukonen) Gone swirling tears came she went today; Down Fallen years go by, No place in learning how to cry; I went astray; Understanding is a virtue, hard to come by You can teach me how to love If you'll only try; So please! Don't give up so soon. Sorry that I hurt her I went astray; Hurt her mind and broke her heart But there's no stopping once you start; she went away; Understanding is a virtue, hard to come by You can teach me how to love If you'll only try; So please! Don't give up so soon. I never knew you the way you are; The Blinded bird is not sincere, His flying's done from only fear, he's lost his star; Understanding is a virtue, hard to come by You can teach me how to love If you'll only try; So please! Don't give up so soon. (Solo) Fade on instrumental after 3rd Verse |
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| 7. |
| 4:01 |
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Chemical change
you've shot the warning amber light wake me warm let me see you moving everything over smiling in my room you know you'll be inside of my mind soon. There are so many of you. White shirt and tie, white shirt and tie, white shirt and tie, wedding ring, wedding ring. Mulligan stew for Bloom, the only Jew in the room Saxon's sick on the holy dregs and they're constant getting throw up on his leg. Molly's gone to blazes, Boylan's crotch amazes any woman whose husband sleeps with his head all buried down at the foot of his bed. I've got his arm I've got his arm I've had it for weeks I've got his arm Steven won't give his arm to no gold star mother's farm; War's good business so give your son and I'd rather have my country die for me. Sell your mother for a Hershey bar grow up looking like a car there are... All you want to do is live all you want to do is live but somehow it all falls apart |
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| 8. |
| 3:11 |
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WATCH HER RIDE
(Paul Kantner) I didn't know you were the one for me, I couldn't see But you were waiting, For someone to come along to help you out to sing your song, And I was changing; All I see is you; All I feel is you for me! And I would really like to watch you ride; And always feel you by my side; I would really like to watch you ride All on me! I go stumbling to the sky, and I seem to fly so high I see you, I feel you; You have a way of walking 'round your feet they never touch the ground, And you are shining; All I see is you; All I feel is you for me! Times don't change; Times don't ever change for me; And I know that you could be the only thing in my world, The only thing that my mind would find; For love, for love and peace of mind, for me, for me; Oh Your Shadow in the morning sun becomes my fun, and we can say, "I love you, love you" My morning shines on silver beaches, your light flashes to the reaches Of my mind, my mind, of My mind, and my mind it comes alive with you; It's all that I can do to sit here and let you blow my mind; Ah! My mind, You're so fine, in my mind you're so fine, in my mind you're so fine, You're so fine, in my mind, you're so fine in mind. |
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| 9. |
| 9:11 |
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| 10. |
| 3:14 |
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You want two heads on you body
And you've got two mirrors in your hand. Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick and your nose is too small for this land. Inside your head is your town inside your room your jail inside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze, the only key to your bail Coda: Want two heads on your body and you've got two mirrors in your hand Two heads can be put together. And you can fill both your feet with sand. Noone will know you've gutted your mind but what will you do with your bloody hands? Your lions are fighting with chairs, your arms are incredibly fat; Your women are tired of dying alive if you've had any women at that. Wearing your comb like an axe in your head List'ning for signs of life; Children are sucking on stone and lead And chasing their hoops with a knife; New breasts and jewels for the girl, Keep them polished and shining; Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life, For no child of mine. (Go to Coda) |
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| 5:02 |
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Won't you try?
Won't you try? (repeat 3 times) Find a way to need someone, Find a way to see, Find a way to need someone, And the sunshine'll set you free; Won't you try? With love before we're gone; Won't you try? Won't you try? Saturday afternoon, When your head is feeling fine, You can ride inside our car; Saturday afternoon, Saturday afternoon. I will give you caps of blue, and silver sunlight for your hair; All that soon will be, is what you mean to see, my love; Won't you try? Won't you try? I do care that you do see! It's the time to leave my lady; Yes it is, I know; Round about and everywhere, Sunshine instead of snow! Times can change, It's what I say is true; All is true, I'll come through for you, I'll come through for you, my love; Won't you try? Won't you try? Won't you try? Saturday afternoon, Yellow clouds rising in the noon, acid, incense and balloons; Saturday afternoon, people dancing everywhere, Loudly shouting "I don't care!" It's a time for growing, and a time for knowing love; Saturday afternnoon, Saturday afternoon; (Repeat to fade) |
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| 12. |
| 11:05 |
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| 13. |
| 3:27 |
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Martha she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently
She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha she calls to me from a feather in the meadow, "Fly to me" You can dance and sing and walk with me And dreams will fade and shadows grow in weed She does as she pleases, she waits there for me She does as she pleases, her heels rise for me My love she talks to winking windows as she murmurs to her feet, thoughtly She separates in laughter to my side, caught for me She does as she pleases, she waits there for me She does as she pleases, her heels rise for me Martha she keeps her heart in a broken clock and it's waiting there for me She weeds apart through a token lock; What a great thing to be free She weeps time, starts unspoken, but when the gate swings there she'll be, There she'll be: in green sun, on blue earth under warm running shower. |
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| 14. |
| 3:16 |
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You want two heads on you body
And you've got two mirrors in your hand. Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick and your nose is too small for this land. Inside your head is your town inside your room your jail inside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze, the only key to your bail Coda: Want two heads on your body and you've got two mirrors in your hand Two heads can be put together. And you can fill both your feet with sand. Noone will know you've gutted your mind but what will you do with your bloody hands? Your lions are fighting with chairs, your arms are incredibly fat; Your women are tired of dying alive if you've had any women at that. Wearing your comb like an axe in your head List'ning for signs of life; Children are sucking on stone and lead And chasing their hoops with a knife; New breasts and jewels for the girl, Keep them polished and shining; Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life, For no child of mine. (Go to Coda) |
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| 6:41 |
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