Top Songs By The Warlocks
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grateful Dead
Performer
Bill Kreutzmann
Drums
Bob Weir
Vocals
Jerry Garcia
Vocals
Phil Lesh
Vocals
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Kreutzmann
Songwriter
Bob Weir
Songwriter
Jerry Garcia
Songwriter
Phil Lesh
Songwriter
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leo de Gar Kulka
Engineer
Bobby Mitchell
Producer
Tom Donahue
Producer
Lyrics
Well, I'm flying down desert streets
Wrapped in mother's wine and sheets
Asbestos boots on flaming feet
Dreaming of forbidden treats
When uniforms on night time beats ask me
Where I'm going and what I eat
I answer them with a voice so sweet
I can't come down till it's plain to see
I can't come down, I've been set free
Who you are and what you don't
Make no difference to me
Well, someone trying to tell me where it's at
And how I do this and why I do that
With secret smiles like a Cheshire cat
And little wings like a vampire bat
I fly away to my cold water flat
And eat my way to a bone of fat
And I say to the man with the funny hat
They say I'll be good to lose my grip
My hold on reality is starting to slip
To tell me to got off with this trip
The say its like a sinking ship
Life is sweet it's too warm to sip
And if I drink, I'll chuck and flip
I'll just say as I take a nip
Oh, I dream of cotton seas
And granite walls and redwood trees
And ugly eye that only sees
Endless mirrors and infinite me's
About the winter's coming freeze this afterthought
I say with ease to all of you who make your fees
Writer(s): Philip Lesh, William Kreutzmann, Jerome Garcia, Ronald Charles Mc Kernan, Robert Weir
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