Lightning and thunder cause the walls to shake
And someone searching through the debris for the photograph of his wife
Oh I want life, I want it now and forever
I want to rise up out of this chamber and clamber into the sky
If it’s peace you find in dying
Well then dying time is near
Just bundle up my coffin
'Cause it’s cold way down there
And you can be the first ones in your block
To have your boy come home in a box.
It’s only a number
It’s only a death
Another soldier died in action
The telegram regrets
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
Prisoners in Niggertown [sic]
It’s a dirty little war
Three-Five-Zero-Zero
Take weapons up and begin to kill
Watch the long, long armies drifting home
Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
I bet I’d move on over a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison, that’s where I want to stay
And I’d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go. (Let him go!)
Bismillah! We will not let you go. (Let him go!)
Rose and Valerie, screaming from the gallery
Say he must go free
(Maxwell must go free)
The judge does not agree and he tells them
So, o, o, o.
Valerie, call on me
Call on me, Valerie
Come and see me
I’m the same boy I used to be
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) oh my love
When you’re ready we can share the wine
Call me
Why don’t you write me?
I’m out in the jungle;
I’m hungry to hear you.
George George George of the Jungle
Strong as he can be.
George George George of the Jungle.
Watch out for that tree.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Whose garden was this?
It must have been lovely.
Did it have flowers?
I’ve seen pictures of flowers.
And you tell me you smelled one.
Pictures of Lily - made my life so wonderful
Pictures of Lily - helped me sleep at night
Pictures of Lily - solved my childhood problems
Pictures of Lily - helped me feel alright
Oh her hair was dark and curly
And her cheeks were rosy red
On her breast she wore a lily
Where I longed to lay my head
From night until morning I am stretched at your head
Calling out to the air with tears hot and wild
My grief for the girl that I loved as a child
I want to be with him from morning til night
I want to be with him, it grieves my heart so
Won’t you let me go with you?
No, my love, no
Lo, the infidels flee the wrath of Om,
See them scatter in their fright!
Thousand thousand hooves of iron
Put the wicked hosts to flight -