Hey baby so now you're goin', is your mind relieved? Did you get what you wanted and have some fun playin' make believe? I have never lost so much pleasure
I been gettin' lonely, too much these days I been gettin' lonely, I guess I better get away But where can I go that's real? Life's a stage on a ferris
Hey, people are you ready to get in the streets To be your own police? Are you ready to start tonight To stand up and fight for your rights? Oh, oh,
cymbal quick, then, on the second intro. Mel: (muffled) Don: alright, alright. ? : (muffled) Don: the tape is rolling. ? : (muffled) Don: here we go. this is grand funk
Everybody listen to me And return me, my ship I'm your captain, I'm your captain Though I'm feeling mighty sick I've been lost now, days uncounted And
I got tarter on my teeth but I don't care I got dark brown stains in my underwear I'm a crumb and a bum, I'm a slouch and louse A crazy man who don't
I come tumblin' down From the darkness, I Stretch my arms out to Catch the sound, yeah I hear grumblin' and Broken heartness is Slowly spreading and
I'm sitting here lonely like a, a broken man I serve my time doin' the, the best I can Walls and bars they surround me But, I don't want no sympathy
Hey, hey, mama Baby, what you tryin' to do? You keep on talkin' to me 'Til your face turns blue Well, do you think I'm a young boy Yet to make up my
I miss her face, but the girl left seven years ago Guess, I never should've let her go That's how I feel because I love her so But I'm afraid that she
Life, this is an outrageous life We're living in We call this turmoil our life Oh, and it's gettin' old coming over again But we don't hear nobody Say
Loneliness cries deep from my soul Keeps trying to tell me about the world growing so cold Too many people trying to take from my earth But we can't live
Look at Granny run run and Grandpa runnin' close behind Look at Granny run run, there's somethin' on Grandaddy's mind He went to the doctor, got a brand
Good times, good times I'm goin' out tonight just to ease my mind I worked all day I'm gonna' play all night I ain't gonna' stop 'till it feels alright
You say that this is the end, And I feel the knife cut off my right hand. You may not care right now, But if it's over, it's done and I won't turn around
Oh, I'm gonna tell you A story 'bout a little boy Oh, a sad little boy I'm talkin' 'bout Little Johnny Hooker Little Johnny Hooker was a sissy on the
Mean mistreater, you make me cry You lay around and watch me die Mean mistreater, can't you see I'm real? Are you satisfied with the way you feel? I'