Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Canned Heat
Canned Heat
Performer
Alan Wilson
Alan Wilson
Harmonica
Henry Vestine
Henry Vestine
Lead Guitar
Adolfo de la Parra
Adolfo de la Parra
Drums
Bob Hite
Bob Hite
Lead Vocals
Larry Taylor
Larry Taylor
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Wilson
Alan Wilson
Composer
Henry Vestine
Henry Vestine
Composer
Les Taylor
Les Taylor
Composer
Sir Simon Rattle
Sir Simon Rattle
Composer
City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra
City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra
Composer
Robert Tear
Robert Tear
Composer
Willard White
Willard White
Composer
Simon Halsey
Simon Halsey
Composer
Alison Hargan
Alison Hargan
Composer
Mary King
Mary King
Composer
Adolfo de la Parra
Adolfo de la Parra
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dallas Smith
Dallas Smith
Producer
Dino Lappas
Dino Lappas
Engineer
Lanky Linstrot
Lanky Linstrot
Engineer

Lyrics

This is a song with a message I want you to heed my warning I wanna tell you all a story About this chick I know They call her "Amphetamine Annie" She's always shovelling snow I sat her down and told her I told her crystal clear "I don't mind you getting high But there's one thing you should fear" "Your mind might think its flying, baby On those little pills But you ought to know it's dying, 'cause Speed kills" But Annie kept on speeding Her health was getting poor She saw things in the window She heard things at the door Her mind was like a grinding mill Her lips were cracked and sore Her skin was turning yellow I just couldn't take it no more She thought her mind was flying On those little pills She didn't it was going down fast, 'cause Speed kills Well I sat her down and told her I told her one more time "The whole wide human race has taken Far too much methedrine" She said "I don't care what a Limey says I've got to get it on I'm not here to just see no man Who come from across the pond She wouldn't heed my warning Lord, she wouldn't hear what I said Now she's in the graveyard, and she's Awfully dead
Writer(s): Alan Wilson, Adolfo De La Parra, Robert Jr. Hite, Samuel Lawrence Taylor, Henry Vestine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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