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'' the warlocks '' - can't ...demo 1965.
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grateful Dead
Grateful Dead
Performer
Bill Kreutzmann
Bill Kreutzmann
Drums
Bob Weir
Bob Weir
Vocals
Jerry Garcia
Jerry Garcia
Vocals
Phil Lesh
Phil Lesh
Vocals
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Kreutzmann
Bill Kreutzmann
Songwriter
Bob Weir
Bob Weir
Songwriter
Jerry Garcia
Jerry Garcia
Songwriter
Phil Lesh
Phil Lesh
Songwriter
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leo de Gar Kulka
Leo de Gar Kulka
Engineer
Bobby Mitchell
Bobby Mitchell
Producer
Tom Donahue
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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