Magic Mountain - Eric Burdon & War

In Biloxi Mississippi on a street called Waterloo At the roadhouse where the highway Doe's a little number there with a 42 On a chasin' for some lovin' On a humid afternoon She's delightedhe's a quitter He probably never will deliver So she leaves him with his rock 'n' roll tunes But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO On the blue team in Virginia Another weekend maneuver On a weekend with per diem A lot of work there for democracy There's a governor from assembly Reciting good poems from his memory And all of his money in his money jar He traded for one muscle car But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO In Malibu California There's a surfer do you remember He used to ride the big kahuna With Robin and Finesse They used to call him super hooter He used to rock there to wooly bully He's the one you can see him on the beach They call him old man Checking out the girls and their cars But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO Hahaha My GTO ... (David Munyon)

Nobody ever held a gun to my head When you and I jumped into bed I was not forced to kneel and pray To worship at the temple between your legs Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I left you baby twenty times before Now I'm back scratchin' at your back door Look watcha done to the man don'tcha realize Ooh child got my nose open wide Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I wandered far... what shall I do I'm so far from my God... ...So close to you... Lord have mercy on my soul Your tongue in my mouth makes my blood run cold Lord have mercy on me please I'm infected with this ol' heart disease Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I wandered far... what shall I do I'm so far from my God... ...So close to you Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones (Jimmy Wood / J.J. Holliday)

Oooo yea. Somethin' pretty bad, Has got a hold on me. Somethin' pretty bad, people, Has got a hold on me. At night, I just can't sleep, I can't even close my eyes. I just lay awake and think, people, 'Bout that place, way across the sea. Oh I just lay awake and dream, people, About that place, way across the sea, oh yea. Where I was raised, where I was born, Place that means so much to me. Well, I dreamed I saw the city, baby, With its castles as old as time. I held hands with my baby, yes, I could hardly keep from crying. Something pretty bad, Has got a hold on me, Got a hold on me. I just dream and dream and dream and hope and pray, 'Bout that place way across the sea, Well, it means so much to me. Oh yea tell 'em. Yea, all right. Oh you'll get there, I know. So I'll just lay down in this gutter, baby, And ease my spinnin' head. Well, I'll just lay down in this gutter, people, And ease my spinnin' head. I've got to have someone to ease the pain, baby, Please help me to my bed. Yea, yea. You know somethin' pretty bad, I believe, has got a hold on me, Yea. I said somethin' pretty bad, I know, has got a grip on me. I just dream and dream and dream, 'Bout my home way across the sea. Yea, yea, yea, yea, I'm comin' home.

Oh, I was born in a dump My mama died, daddy got drunk He left me here to die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road I grew up in a rusty shack And all I owned was hangin' on my back The Lord knows how I loathe This place called, Tobacco Road But it's home, it's really my home The only life I'll ever know But the Lord knows I loathe Tobacco Road I'm gonna leave and get a job With the help and the grace of God I save my money, get rich I know Bring it back to Tobacco Road Well, well, well Gonna bring me some dynamite, gonna bring me a crane Got to blow you up, got to tear you down, start all over again I'll rebuild the town, I'll be proud to show And keep the name of Tobacco Road But it's home, it's home The only life that I've ever known I despise you 'cause you're filthy But I love you because you're my home Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road Say you're dirty and filthy I despise, I despise you 'cause you're filthy But I love you because you're my home Tobacco Road, road Talkin' about a dirty, funky, filthy low down place Tobacco Road, well, you're so dirty and filthy

Boom, boom, boom, boom Gonna shoot you right down Take you in my arms I'm in love with you Love that is true Boom, boom, boom, boom I like the way you walk I like the way you talk When you walk that walk And you talk that talk You knock me out Right off of my feet Come on and shake (shake it baby) Shake it up baby (shake it baby) Come on now baby (shake it baby) I don't mean maybe (shake it baby) You're drivin' me crazy (shake it baby) Come on, come on, yeah (shake it baby) Come on and shake (shake it baby) Shake it up baby (shake it baby) Ahh, shake (shake it baby) I don't mean maybe (shake it baby) Come on, come on (shake it baby) Alright, alright (ahh) Come on now baby The way you walk The way you talk When you walk that walk When you're talkin' that talk You knockin' me out Right off of my feet I need you right now I mean right now I don't mean tomorrow I mean right now Come on, come on Come on, shake it up baby Come on and shake (shake it baby) Shake it up baby (shake it baby) Come on now baby (shake it baby) Come on now baby (shake it baby) Come on and shake (shake it baby) Alright, alright (ahh) Yeah, come on, come on and shake (shake it baby) Shake, shake, shake it up baby (shake it baby) Whoa! Shake (shake it baby) Shake, shake, shake it up baby (shake it baby) Come on now baby (shake it baby