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One day while bathing in the sea
my talking dolphin spoke to me
he spoke to me in symphony
from freedom's peace beneath the sea
he looked to me eyes full of love
said yes we live behind the sun
Behind the sun
The sun goes up
and the sun gets down
but like the heart of the sun
my heart continues to pound
Now while I shower in the rain
I watch my dolphin swim away
the one who listens to the surf
can feel the pulse beat of the earth
and like my dolphin swims so free
the sun does swim into the sea
Behind the sun
An island flying through the sky
one day your son might ask you why
and if you son should be a girl
she too might ask you of this world
the sun shines sweet upon your beach
and yes my dolphin loves to teach
Behind the sun
The sun goes up
and the sun gets down
but like the heart of the sun
my heart continues to pound
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I cry, I cry
I was born in a land, I don't think you understand
God damn what I am
I'm a native of this place, please don't kick me in my face
My race has been disgraced
Won't somebody testify, kick a hole right in the sky
Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky
Slap a liar in his eye, kick a hole right in the sky
Testify testify kick a hole right in the sky johnny,
Johnny, Johnny
Puts us in a pumpkin shell where you keep us very well
It's hell, where I dwell
When history books are full of shit, I become the anarchist
I'm pissed at this
What this country claims to be
It's a lie
No place for me
I bleed
Kill my trust if you must
But in my blood there is lust
For life
That's right
Apache blood is in my heart thrashing though me like a shark
Crashing though the dark
What am I supposed to do
I feel like I'm cut into confused
By rules
Do these cultures clash or am I living in the past
I ask please tell me fast
To what do I belong and if I change will I be wrong
I took my foot kicked a hole in the sky
I proceeded to plead fathers help me decide
A jagged flash of light struck me in the eye
I turned around and found that I was still alive
Snakes rise high from the purple black sky
The red cloud rains and the black horse rides
Then it dawned on my like the mornin' sun
I'm a part of two worlds and the mornin' comes
Glowing embers tend to remember when
The power that is peace was treated as a friend
I am a master of and I've got to take action
I'm a man, the animal man
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Me and my, me and my, me and my,
me and my, me and my friends
Like two sweet peas
in an even sweeter pod
that's my friend
and my friends' named Bob
like the devil knows hell
I know Bob well
well enough to tell you
'bout his 67 smells
well enough to tell you
he's a hell-a-swell fellow
well enough to tell you
that we know each other better
than we know our selves
like freaks of a feather
we rock together
I know Bob well
but I think he knows me better
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
me and my, me and my friends
He's as close to me
as a friend can be
I'll be standin' by my buddy
he'll be standin' by me
just another half of
the two headed freak
but I need him like
my heart needs to beat
at this point
in this friendly verse
I've got to sing a little something
that I haven't rehearsed
it's about my man
and his name is Hillel
for who my love
is woul brother sacred
take it hickleberry
slim boy take it
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
me and my, me and my friends
Jacky's eyes are closed
but he's right on course
because he's guided by
the invisible force
he drives a kooky green chrysler
bad as anybody's porsche
he's a working class drummer
he's as strong as a horse
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
me and my, me and my friends
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Well alright,
Now dig this!
You don't care for me I don't care about that
You got a new fool Hah! I like it like that
I have only one burning desire
Oh, can I make love with your fire?
Let me stand next to your fire
Funky Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
Funky Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
Funky Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
Oh yeah,
Now listen to this baby
And stop acting so crazy
You say your mom ain't home Ain't my concern
Just don't play with me And you won't get burned
I have only one burning desire
Oh, I'm gonna, me, do it in your fire
Let me stand next to your fire
Funky Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
Oh, Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
Funky Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
Oh yeah,
Oh move over over...
And let Mr Huckleberry take over...
You know he's bad, you know he drowns, you know who he gives it to...Yeah!
That's right...
Now dig this!
You try to give me your money
You better save it Babe
Save it for your rainy day
I have only one burning desire
Oh, can I make love over your fire?
Let me stand next to your fire
Funky Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
Funky Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
Oh, Funky fire...
Let me stand next to your fire
You better slide you ass over, girl
'Cos I'm coming through once and I'm coming the way you must be...
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Hoo, Lord !
Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse
Through the Hollywood hills
The farther west, the farther out
Yeah, that's the way I feel
Well, I dig the dirt an' I dig the dust
I barbecue my meals
Ridin' wild on a paisley dragon
Through the Hollywood hills, yeah...
Huh, Hollywood hills
Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse
Through the Hollywood hills
Just don't show me anything
'cos that's the way I feel
Well, I dig the dirt an' I dig the dust
I barbecue my meals
Ridin' wild on a paisley dragon
Through the Hollywood hills, yeah...
Huh, Hollywood hills
Passion dripping from the coyote's eyes
He can taste his blood
An' blood never lies
Pale face die
True men don't kill coyotes
True men don't kill coyotes
Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse
Through the Hollywood hills
The farther west, the farther out
Yeah, that's the way I feel
Well, I dig the dirt an' I dig the dust
I barbecue my meals
Ridin' wild on a paisley dragon
Through the Hollywood hills, yeah...
Huh, Hollywood hills
Passion dripping from the coyote's eyes
He can taste his blood
An' blood never lies
Pale face die
True men don't kill coyotes
True men don't...
Well, I'm gonna ride a sabertooth horse
Through the Hollywood hills
Just don't tell me anything
'cos that's the way I feel
Well, I dig the dirt an' I dig the dust
I barbecue my meals
Ridin' wild on a paisley dragon
Through the Hollywood hills, yeah...
Huh, Hollywood hills
Passion dripping from the coyote's eyes
He can taste his blood
An' blood never lies
Pale face die
True men don't kill coyotes
True men don't...
True men don't kill coyotes
True men don't...
True men don't kill coyotes
True men don't...
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People
Keep on learnin'
Soldiers
Keep on warrin'
World,
Keep on turnin'
Cause it won't be too long.
Powers
Keep on lyin',
While your people
Keep on dyin'
World,
Keep on turnin',
Cause it won't be too long.
Chorus:
I'm so darn glad He let me try it again,
'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin.
I'm so glad that I know more than I knew then.
Gonna keep on tryin' till I reach the highest ground.
Teachers,
Keep on teachin'
Preachers,
Keep on preachin',
World, keep on turnin',
'Cause it won't be too long.
Oh, no
Lovers,
Keep on lovin'
While believers
Keep on believin'.
Sleepers,
Just stop sleepin'
'Cause it won't be too long.
Oh, no!
Chorus
(Spoken) An' Stevie knows that, uh, no-body's gonna bring me down.
Till I reach the highest ground.
(Spoken) 'cause me 'n' Stevie, see, we're gonna be a sailin' on the funky sound
Till I reach the highest ground.
(Spoken) Bustin' out, an I'll break you out, 'cause I'm sailin' on.
Till I reach the highest ground
(Spoken)Just, uh, sailin' on sailin' on the higher ground
Till I reach the highest ground
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Never too soon to be through
Being cool too much too soon
Too much for me too much for you
You're gonna loose in time
Every turn looking to burn
Some never learn live and learn
Stop your searching for a curse
Before you end up in a hearse
Don't be afraid to show your friends
That you hurt inside inside
Pain's part of life don't hide behind your false pride
It's a lie your lie
don't slip away and don't forget
I'll give you more than you can get
It's so lonely when you don't even know
Yourself come to me
If you see me getting mighty
If you see me getting high
Knock me down
I'm not bigger than life
I'm tired of being untouchable
I'm not above the love
I'm part of you and you're part of me
Why did you go away
Too late to tell you how I feel
I want you back but I get real
Can you hear my falling tears
Making rain where you lay
Finding what you're looking for
Can end up being such a bore
I pray for you most every day
My love's with you now fly away
If you see me getting mighty
If you see me getting high
Knock me down
I'm not bigger than life
It's so lonely when you don't even know yourself
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All you slingers and fiends
hide behind your rocks
put down your guard
I'm not here to box
this is no showdown
so throw down your guns
you see it doesn't matter
where you come from
you could be from park ave
or from a park bench
you could be a politican
or a bitchy princess
but if you're lookin' for a fist
and you're lookin' to unite
put your knuckleheads together
make a fist and fight
not to your death
and not to your grave
I'm talking about t hat freedom
fight like a brave
fight like a brave
don't be a slave
no one can tell you
you've got to be afraid
If you're sick-a-sick'n'tired
of being sick and tired
if you're sick of all the bullshit
and you're sick of all the lies
it's better late than never
to set-a-set it straight
you know the lie is dead
so give your self a break
get it through your head
get if off your chest
get it out your arm
because it's time to start fresh
you want to stop dying
the life you could be livin'
I'm here to tell a story
but I'm also here to listen
no I'm not your preacher
and I'm not your physician
I'm just trying to reach you
I'm a rebel with a mission
fight like a brave
don't be a slave
no one can tell you
you've got to be afraid
fight like a brave
don't be a slave
no one can tell you
you've got to be afraid
I'm here today to pump up the uplift mofo party plan
a plan based on a band, a band based on a plan
there should be no.....in the land of lands
it's a hollywood jam
You say you're running and you're running
and you're running afraid
you say you ran across the planet
but you couldn't get away
the fire in your brain
was driving you insane
you were looking for a day
in a life that never came
so don't tell me that
I've got to take a number
cause I've been to that doctor
and believe me that's a bummer
here's a one of a kind
convention of the mind
and don't forget to mention
that it doesn't cost a dime
come as you like
and leave any time
and one more thing
you know it doesn't have to rhyme
fight like a brave
don't be a slave
no one can tell you
you've got to be afraid...
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Flat on my back
In a lonely sprawl
I stare at the ceiling
Because I can not fall
Asleep tonight
No not at all
Head lights flash
Across my bedroom wall
Crying eyes open
Because I can not fall
In love with you
No not at all
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
Busted in two
Like a brittle stick
I can not drink
Because my throat constricts
Lovesick from you
That will never do
Open my mouth
I couldn't make a sound
I could not scream
I could not shout
It out to you
Nothing to do
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
This may come as a shocking surprise
I have to take a walk
I have to kiss it goodbye
Goodbye my love
Goodbye my love
I am not alive
Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid
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(Sly Stone)
If you want me to stay
I'll be around today
To be available for you to see
I'm about to go there
Then you'll know
For me to stay here
I've got to be me
You'll never be in doubt
That's what it's all about
You can't take me for granted and smile
Count the days I'm gone
Forget reachin' me by phone
Cause I promise
I'll be gone for a while
And when you see me again
I hope that you have been
The kind of person
That you really are now
You got to get it straight
How could I ever be late
When you're my woman
Taking up my time
Oh how could I ever allow
I guess I wonder how
I could get out a pocket for fun
When you know that
You're never number two
Number one's gonna be number one
I'll be good
I wish I could
Get this message over to you now
When you see me again
I hope that you have been
The kind of person
That you really are now
I'll be so good
I wish I could
Get this message over to you now
Get this message over to you now
I'll be so good
I wish I could
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