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This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the
Restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant, That's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's Restaurant. You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant Walk right in it's around the back Just a half a mile from the railroad track You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on, two years ago on Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the Restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the Church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of Room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room, Seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't Have to take out their garbage for a long time. We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it'd be A friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So We took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW Microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed On toward the city dump. Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the Dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump Closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off Into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage. We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the Side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the Cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile Is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we Decided to throw our's down. That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving Dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the Next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, "Kid, We found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of Garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope Under that garbage." After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we Finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down And pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the Police officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the Shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the Police officer's station. Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at The police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for Being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and We didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out And told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again, Which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station There was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was Both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Obie, I don't think I Can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid. Get in the back of the patrol car." And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the Quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop Signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars, Being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to Get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of Cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station. They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and They took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles And arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each One was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach, The getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to Mention the aerial photography. After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put Us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your Wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my Wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you Want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I Said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?" Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the Toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took Out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the Toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie Was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice (remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few Nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back To the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat, And didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court. We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten Colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back Of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up, And Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy Pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he Sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the Twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows And a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog. And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles And arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry, 'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American Blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the Judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy Pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each One explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And We was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not What I came to tell you about. Came to talk about the draft. They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street, Where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected, Neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one Day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. 'Cause I wanted to Look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted To feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York, And I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all Kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave Me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604." And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I Wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and Guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill, KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and He started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down Yelling, "KILL, KI |
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| 3:01 |
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Warm me from the wind and take my haand A song is sounding, softly singing My song is cast upon the rainbow waves Forever splashing in the sunlight Prove to me there's a love still left In all of this emptiness around me Take me from the chilling of the evening Though you know my love that I must go A-following the winds that blow inside me I've nowhere left to run or hide Except if you will come and run beside me And even if you do there'll be a lot for us to do To keep believing Take me from the chilling of the evening And now my time has come down many streets I'm coming from a night decaying The song that itself sings is all alone I cannot even hear it playing Now to leave before I understand Just what it is I'm leaving Take me from the chilling of the evening |
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| 2:11 |
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I had a friend, a friend I could trust He went into the park and got busted Doing the ring-a-round-a-rosy rag Went in the park late at night And he put a lot of people over eighty up tight He was doing the ring-a-round-a-rosy rag CHORUS: Ring around, ring around rose Touch your nose and blow your toes and mind Doing the ring-around-a-rosy rag (It really was a drag) Ring around, ring-around-a-rose Touch your nose and blow your toes and mind Doing the ring-around-a-rosy rag We ought to send Officer Joe Strange To some Australian mountain range So we all can do the ring-around-a-rosy rag Would you like to put Philidelphia up tight One mass ring-around-a-rosy In the middle of the night? We all should do the ring-around-a-rosy rag |
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Hello again the mornin' dawn has burned away the midnight mist Now and then I feel so fine And now and then I don't feel lonely Now and then and only in my mind I want to go outside today go away, I think I'll stay Now and then I talk with you And now and then you turn me on Now and then and when I don't feel blue Maybe I could tell you now that I really love you Pleased to understand that you are there, in the air Now and then you turn me on Now and then you must be gone Now and then I said Say so long, now and forever then |
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Like the tree that grows so tall Leaves turn gold and then they fall They've gone down, now they've grown They're going home Mountain streams may run and flow Clean the sands on which they go Stretching down like it had known It's going home Sunrise early in the dawn Slips away, then it's gone Leaves the night to carry on While it's going home Once a man he lived and died What he said death could not hide Even though it's often tried But he was going home Now my friends it's time to go And this love will live to grow And I want you all to know I'm going home |
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| 2:47 |
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CHORUS: I don't want a pickle Just want to ride on my motorsickle And I don't want a tickle 'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle And I don't want to die Just want to ride on my motorcy...cle It was late last night the other day I thought I'd go up and see Ray So l went up and I saw Ray There was only one thing Ray could say, was: CHORUS This song is about the time that I was ridin' my motorcycle. Going down a mountain road, at 150 miles an hour, playin' my guitar. On one side of the mountain road there was a mountain, and on the other side there was nothin' - there was a cliff in the air. Now, when you're going down a mountain road at I50 miles an hour you gotta be very careful, especially if you're playin' a guitar. Especially if that guitar is an acoustic guitar. Because if it's an acoustic guitar, the wind pressure is greater on the box side than on the neck side, because there's more guitar on the box side. I wasn't payin' attention .. Luckily I didn't go into the mountain - I went over the cliff. I was goin' at 150 miles an hour sideways and 500 feet down at the same time. I knew it was the end. I looked down, I said ''Wow! Some trip |
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| 2:42 |
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Sail with me into the unknown void That has no end Swept along the open road That don't seem to begin Come with me a love me, Babe I may be back again Meantime I'll keep sailing down This highway in the wind Evenings just begin the days And follows with the night To love you and to be with you And say that it's all right Love me while you have me, Babe I may be back again Meantime I'll keep sailing down This highway in the wind There's times I feel like going And there's times I want to stay Times that I ain't feeling well And times I feel ok Now you have time to love me, Babe And I may have time agian Meantime I'll keep sailing down This highway in the wind The fortune teller tells me I have somewhere to go I look and try to understand And wonder how she knows So I must be going now I'm losing time my friend Looking for a rainbow Down this highway in the wind |
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