Country Joe Mcdonald - A Reflection On Changing Times [compilation] (2001) by Country Joe Mcdonald (보컬) on maniadb.com

McDonald

I hopped on a plane
Oakland New York
Oakland New York
New York to Marseilles.
Yes, I hopped on a plane
Oakland New York to Marseilles
Pigs on my trail,
Hey, I got to make my getaway.
Ah, when the man holler
You sure got to jump boy
You sure got to jump hey
You got to jump bail
When the man hollers now
Sure got to jump bail
First fair trial, hey,
And then they put you back in jail.
Ah come on now !
Oh yeah!
Alright !
Hey now I can remember
A-seein' my picture
A-seein' my picture
On the post-office wall.
Yeah, I can remember my picture
On the post-office wall.
I can remember the day
That the F.B.I. called.
I got to make my connection,
I got a one-way ticket
I got a one-way ticket
I'm flyin' Air Algiers.
I got to make my connection
A one-way on Air Algiers.
I think I'll go to the Casbah
Cool it for a couple a years.

Baby, baby, won't you please
Help me in my time of need.
What I need to see me through
Only your sweet love can do.
Oh, you know we hurt each other so
Oh, baby, baby please don't go.

Baby, I have been so cruel
Expecting you to play the fool
And now I think I understand
What it means to be your man.
Oh, only love is worth this pain
Oh, come on, let's try again.

Oh, the pain and sorrows
Waiting for tomorrows.
I know how you felt now,
Come on let's work it out somehow.

Baby, baby love can't last,
Come on let's work out the past.
That's how much it means to me,
I want to be your family.
Oh, only love is worth this pain
Oh, come on, let's try again.

Oh, the pain and sorrows
Waiting for tomorrows.
I know how you felt now,
Come on let's work it out somehow.

McDonald

Dynamite Charlie was a loser
Building bombs in his flat
Filled up his head with too many words
You know where that's at.
One day while he was working
He made a bad mistake.
He was playing with fire
Playing with fire, yeah,
Playing with fire
But it was too late.
Said he was playing with fire
Playing with fire
Playing with fire
But it was too late.
Double Head Danny was a heavy
He would try anything.
He thought he would take a good look at himself
Dropping some L.S.D.
When the doors were open
He knew he made a mistake.
Hey he was playing with fire, ha,
Playing with fire, yeah
Playing with fire
But it was too late.
I said he was playing with fire, huh uh,
Playing with fire, yeah
Playing with fire
But it was too late.
Alright come on play it one time!
Oh come on!
Yeah!
Acid Mary was a dealer,
She had a mission in life.
Soon as everybody was turned on
Everything would be alright.
When she sold speed to a narc girl,
She made a bad mistake.
Yeah she was playing with fire, ha!
Playing with fire, yeah
Playing with fire
But it was too late.
Said she was playing with fire, huh uh,
Playing with fire, yeah
Playing with fire
But it was too late.
I said she was playing with fire, huh uh,
Playing with fire, yeah
Playing with fire
But it was too late.
Alright, playing with fire, now now now
She was playing with fire, huh huh huh,
Said she was playing with fire, but it was too late...

McDonald

I lost my baby in outer space
She's up there past the moon.
Searching the heavens for her face
I hope that I find her soon.
We both took rocket up past the sky
I lost her somewhere above.
I feel so lonesome I could cry
Since I lost my love.
Hey, hey, what do you say ?
I travel the distant stars.
Hey, hey, I'll find some way
To go wherever you are.
Hey, hey, what do you say ?
I travel the distant stars.
Hey, hey, I'll find some way
To go wherever you are.
Now if you travel the Milky Way
Far beyond the Northern Star
To the place where there is no night or day
To where all the planets are
You may see her pass you by
On a journey to the sun.
Tell her that I search the skies
To try and find her love.
Hey, hey, what do you say ?
I travel the distant stars.
Hey, hey, I'll find some way
To go wherever you are.
Hey, hey, what do you say ?
I travel the distant stars.
Hey, hey, I'll find some way
To go wherever you are.
Hey, hey, what do you say ?
I travel the distant stars.
Hey, hey, I'll find some way
To go wherever you are.

McDonald

Mr. Big Pig, he thought he was tough,
He learned how to swear, you know that he learned how to curse.
He got himself a gun and he learned how to shoot,
He even got a gas mask and put it on his snoot.
With his gun and his club hanging by his side
You know that he thought he was the meanest -huh- pig alive.
With his gloves on his hands and his boots on his feet
He thought he was the coolest pig on the streets.
Hey, you don't have to be a man to beat a man,
You don't have to be a man to beat a man.
Aw come on, play it for me now.
Hey! You know what I'm talkin' about,
I'm talkin' about Mr. Pig, the man.
Mr. Big Pig, he likes to be safe,
You know that he always begs for tear-gas and a little bit of mace.
He loves his leather gloves, his bullet-proof vest,
His great Big Pig badge pinned to his chest.
With all his equipment, he feels pretty big,
But it takes more than clothes to make more than a pig ?
Shotguns, squad cars, walky-talkies, too,
Mr. Big Pig, you just look like a fool.
Hey, you don't have to be a man to beat a man.
C'mon, you don't have to be a man to beat a man.
Ah, come on, let's rock on now.

McDonald

Here I sit all by myself
I put all my books back on the shelf
I got no thoughts to trouble my mind
Balancing on the edge of time.
Then suddenly the light shines through
And I know just what to do
I sing la la la, I sing la la la.
Walking through the palm of my hand
It could be a woman ? could be a man
I'm not afraid of what I'll find
Balancing on the edge of time.
Then suddenly night turns to day
I see my high life in a different way
And I sing la la la, yeah, I sing la la la.
I curse the days I spent in vain
With nothing to lose and nothing to gain.
I'll make a promise now of a different kind
Balancing on the edge of time.
Then suddenly new thoughts appear
And I can realize some of my fears
And I sing la la la, oh I sing la la la,
La la la la la la la ...

McDonald

She's one of the Eastern ladies, the hand of Fatima protects her.
She is a living Shiva, hell of belly-dancer.
Her body is hanging the silver rings
And when she's moving you can hear them ring
She moves her hips and she moves her hands
Her finger symbols start to play with her now.
La la la la, la la la la.
She's one of the Eastern ladies, you can feel her charisma.
She is a living Shiva, hell of belly-dancer.
Slowly she moves and then faster and faster
You must move quickly if you want to catch her
The beat of the dumba, the sound of the hude
You can understand life when you see her move.
La la la, hey, la la la, hey!
She's one of the Eastern ladies, you can feel her charisma,
She is a living Shiva, hell of belly-dancer.
Slowly she moves and then faster and faster
You must move quickly if you want to catch her
The beat of the dumba, the sound of the hude
You can understand life when you see her move.
La la la la la la la la la la.

'Twas with a heart of leaden woe
Poor Alphonze went to war;
And though it's true he did not know
What he was fighting for,
He grieved because unto Marie
He'd been but three weeks wed:
Tough luck! Another three and he
Was listed with the dead.

Marie was free if she would fain
Another spouse to choose;
But if she dared to wed again
Her pension she would lose.
And so to mourn she did prefer,
And widow to remain,
Like many dames whose husbands were
Accounted with the slain.

Yet she was made for motherhood
With hips and belly broad,
And should have born a bonny brood
To render thanks to God.
Ah! If with valour Alphonze hadn't
Fallen in the fray,
Proud Marie would have been a glad
Great grandmother today.

Yet maybe it is just as well
She has not bred her kind;
The ranks of unemployment swell,
And flats are hard to find.
For every year the human race
Richly we see increase,
And wonder how they'll find a place ...
Well, that's the curse of Peace.

So let us hail the gods of war
With joy and jubilation,
Who favour foolish mankind for
They prune the population;
And let us thank the hungry guns
Forever belching doom,
That slaughter bloodily our sons
To give us elbow room.