Well there are good guys and there are bad guys
And there are crooks and criminals
There are doctors and there are lawyers
And there are folks like you and me
So let's get high while the radio's on
Just relax and sing a song
Drive your car up on the lawn
Let me play your guitar
Well, this here verse is for the people in Russia
Though it is a long long ways away
They couldn't hear this song in Russia
But couldn't understand the words anyway
So let's get high while the radio's on
Just relax and sing a song
Drive your car up on the lawn
Let me play your guitar
So just be glad you live in America
Just relax and be yourself
Cuz if you didn't live here in America
You'd probably live somewhere else
So let's get high while the radio's on
Just relax and sing a song
Drive your car up on the lawn
Let me play your guitar
Joe Stalin's Cadillac
This is Joe Stalin's
We're just drivin' 'round the block in Joe Stalin's Cadillac
L.B.J.'s Cadillac
L.B.J.'s Cadillac
We're just peein' on the side of the road in L.B.J.'s Cadillac
Aw, this is Somoza's Cadillac
This is Somoza's Cadillac
We're just drivin' 'round the block in Somoza's Cadillac
General Pinochet's Cadillac
General Pinochet's Cadillac
Can't go left in General Pinochet's Cadillac
Well my Cadillac
Is Johnson's Cadillac
Is Stalin's Cadillac
Is Somoza's Cadillac
Is General Pinochet's Cadillac and be referred to Reagan's Cadillac
Gonna drive my Cadillac off a bridge
Gonna drive my Cadillac of a bridge
If I can find a bride I'll drive my Cadillac off a bridge
Where's the bridge?
Has anybody seen the bridge?
Five Sticks
["The Ambiguity Song" backwards]
Lulu Land
Pictures of movies stars fade and grow old
How can you lose when you choose what you feel?
In Lulu land, the wall are soft and dark
How can you lose when you live in the past?
Where innocent promises turn into bad debts
In Lulu land, the wall are soft and dark
Une Fois
(instrumental)
We Saw Jerry's Daughter
We were walkin' down the road at night
We saw Jerry's, we saw Jerry's daughter
No peace and love were all around
We saw Jerry's, we saw Jerry's daughter
Surprise Truck
Well, some people say
Stairway to Heavan [sic]
[instrumental]
The History of Utah
He was the river boat gambler
Still Wishing to Course
Wishing in the nightmare, thought's a possibility
Falling in the [blah blah] waiting for [blah blah blah blah] I said time
out, maybe ask for comfort
We Love You
Allah u'akbar
In the interest of democracy repressive action were taken
Well, the devil he don't have the bomb
DL: Rain cloud, moving red, a piece of a galaxy
Hoe Yourself Down
(instrumental)
Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely
perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the stuttering
convulsions and near death throes of his endearing 1962 Chevrolet. Storm
follows him closely as it has for 3 days. In the
pouring rain on the long dark highways he sees roadside casualty
armadillos on their backs and owls and bats fly out of the his eyes into
the blinding horizon. Despite the solitude of his dear car he feels he is
being watched by more than just the curious deer and west Texas highway
transients. At dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible
signs of the drugs taking effect. He crosses the border east into New
Mexico. There is now no question in his mind about the flavor of the
coffee and the sardonic smile of the crusty over made waitress. As he's
crossing more than 2 states at once, his watch stops. He picks up a
hitchhiker, some young lady, but unfortunately, as he's been expecting,
the car breaks down in an abandoned shanty town known only as Brubaker.
"Just remember," she says. "I'm holding you responsible for all this" He
cringes at the tone of her voice. A quick glance in the rear view mirror
reveals to him the vision of the 3rd unattached eyeball. A star of dried
cream at the bottom of the Styrofoam cup on the dashboard smiles at him
and somehow, in her loneliness and boredom, her twelve-pack dwindling in
the midday heat, he forces her into sex. The Chevrolet temporarily fixed,
they drift on and fall upon a small bar in no place specific. Drunk by
evening, she complains of morning sickness and by morning has noticeably
grown in size. 2 days later, still heading east towards the holy angelic
temple he has been envisioning in his sleep, she is 9 months pregnant.
Later that day she gives birth to their son.
Born with gingham snakeskin cowboy boots and three umbilical cords he is within
hours cursing his parents in some otherworldly alien language. And he
mutters in perfect English in his sleep, while sucking his mothers breast,
his twisted Utopian visions. She looks at him terrified and says, "Remember,
I'm holding you responsible for all of this.
left channel lyrics:
Peace and Love
If I don't look where I'm going
If I don't look where I'm going
I've got to drive faster
right channel lyrics:
Too much open space
[blah blah] horizon
They're on acid
Folly
She takes her stance outside (her) (name)
Interstellar Overdrive
(instrumental)
I've got a 'lectric guitar and half a bottle of warm beer
The hot dogs and pretzels are always served cold
Take nothing with you when you leave but your soul
In Lulu Land
The scab will fall off when the wound starts to heal
Bugs on your side and it's your turn to deal
In Lulu Land
In Lulu land, the secret heart
is in command
in Lulu Land
Nothing can happen that happens too fast
Live is a furnace and love is the blast
In Lulu Land
Where things that you do you live to regret
Your life is a movie and the world is a set
In Lulu Land
In Lulu land, the secret heart
is in command
in Lulu Land
And all the brothers and sisters they were goin' nowhere
Peace and love were not around
Trouble and strife were everywhere
We saw Jerry's, we saw Jerry's daughter
And the brother and sister are free to go where they want and be who they
want to be
And nobody wears flowers in the hair
Cuz flowers are everywhere
Flowers are everywhere
We saw Jerry's, we saw Jerry's daughter
that it's the ice cream truck
But it's not
No, it's not
it's not the magic bus
And it's not one of those family bus'
No, and it's not the ice cream truck
And it's, it's not the sheriff's truck
No, it's not the sheriff's truck
And they say it walks the line between good and evil
And sometimes he's bad, but it's not
And sometimes he's good, but it's not
No it's not
And it's not the magic bus
And it's not the cement truck
No, it's the surprise truck
Surprise Tuck
It's the Surprise Truck
Oh, yeah, it's the Surprise Truck
Surprise Truck
Surprise Truck
[this song consists of snatches of "Processional" and
"Chairman Mao Reminisces About His Days in Southern China" (backwards)]
He was the son of the chief of police
He drove around in a Rambler
He had a message from the chief
He drove around in a Rambler
He had a message from the chief
He was the river boat gambler
He was the son of the chief of police
He was the river boat gambler
He was the son of the chief of police
And old Joe
Did and said as he would
Took all the shopping carts from the mall
And took them to Utah
Which was Zion
He built an empire out of the desert
Out of the dust and the sand, just like Las Vegas
But he never took the route that the Mafia did
And he thought the Indians were some lost thirteen dudes
But he didn't treat them any better
And they were never on his side
They drove their pick-up trucks out into the desert
Into a ditch along the side of the road
And acted like they were drunk
All the time
And old Joe had thirteen beady-eyed babies
One of whom I used to go to school with
He'd drive his car at a hundred ten down the alley way
Throwing cinder blocks at trash cans
And I declare on this occasion
I've never seen this heaven or this place any differently
But now and then I dream of the flying saucers and they're coming to take
us away
Realizing action, courting all the difficulty
To relieve the tensions that strain the intermediary
Calling it a tryst may be only transitory
Yet feeling is pure, no analysis
Feeling is pure, no conscience of consequence
Building up the feeling straining the relationship
[blah blah blah blah] vacillating but
Was it just the time? Was it just the circumstances
Wasn't just the time. Was it just like
I said, said to, to you
Still wishing to course the slick sea
Still wishing to run with you
Maybe ask for reasons, analyze right and wrong
Or forget the whole thing and the words to the song
Just think on the time, feel the situation
(Open beyond cause?) think of the time
You might see the back, we might see your fear is gone
Eliminate obstruction if not still thinking but
Was it just the time? Was it just the circumstances
Wasn't just the time. Was it just like
I said, said to, to you
Still wishing to course the slick sea
Still wishing to run with you
Hare Krishna
Praise the Lord
and Merry Christmas
Aw, Praise (Beatrice)
And Hare Krishna
Aw, Merry Krishna
Aw, Allah u'akbar
In order to preserve democracy, repressive action were taken
Well we went down to Georgia, we were looking for some fun
Instead we met the devil with a fiddle and a gun
And he said I'm the baddest fiddler anywhere in the land
And when he proved it to us, well, we let him join the band
And he said
And the devil he don't have a gun
The devil hasn't got a car
And the devil he can't play guitar
J: Air enormous disgusting parts of a moon
V: Babbling Babbling landing color of blue white [blah blah] velvet
DL: What's that? Good [blah], a dull new land
J: A Horrifying glad magnificent star babbling daphnia, a pulsing
V: A magnificent yellow speculation of velvet light a token rain cloud
babbling (woofy)
DL: A token velvet good. New Land
J: [blah blah]
D: A new land
Love and Anger
Brotherly Love
Brotherly Love
I though I had something to say
But I forgot what it was
I'm gonna try and say it anyway
Too much ginseng
Makes me nervous
Organization
Shortened sounds
Too much ginger
Takes me over
John the Baptist
Comes to mind
I've got to drive faster
The road is falling
In front of my eyes
I've got to drive faster
If I want to get home
[blah blah blah blah] I'm gonna get [blah]
[blah blah blah blah) I'm gonna get [blah]
The road is falling
In front of my eyes
I've got to drive faster
If I want to get home
Makes me nervous
Too much ginseng
A [blah] wide open
Then a [blah blah blah] his face
Then a doctor [blah] fucking open spaces
Give some cowboys some acid
Many [blah]
Makes me nervous
Nothing seems right now
Too many open spaces
Yes Wyoming
Makes me nervous
Someone ought to go up to Wyoming
And open up some fucking open spaces
And call her some hotel rooms
And look at the turf in the open spaces
Don't say its fattening
Be careful what you're doing
You can do anything
Yeah you can do anything
I said you can do anything
You don't know what you're doing
Or don't do anything at all
Because there are wide open spaces
[blah blah] and children
They don't know what they're doing
So they can do anything
I wonder where those cowboys are
I wonder where those cowboys are
She's wondering where she will go
She will always find a group of friends
They'll love her, love her
Making sure this time not to get caught up with some fool who will take
her
And make her part of a folly or two
I've got some funny ideas about what sounds good
What sounds good
Better shut us down
Better shut us down
I've got a dollar (fifty) (fifteen) and nothing better to do
I've got a half tank of gas and nowhere to go
Better shut us down
Better shut us down
Better shut us down.
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