Mau Mau

By Paul Kantner, Grace Slick, Joey Covington Put your old ladies back into bed Your old men back into their graves Cover their ears so they can't hear us sing Cover their eyes so that can't see us play Get out of the way Let the people play We're gonna get down on you Come alive all over you Dancin' down into your town Tyrannosaurus Rex was destroyed before By a furry little ball that crawled along The primeval jungle floor And he stole the eggs of the dinosaur CLOSE YOUR EYES & CREATE THE SOUND OPEN YOUR HANDS & REBUILD THE GROUND We are egg snatchers - Flashin' sunshine children Diamond thieves You unlease the dogs Of a grade-B movie star governor's war While you sit in the dark - Insane with the fear of dying We'll ball in your parks - Insane with the flash of living I AM ALIVE I AM HUMAN I WILL BE ALIVE AGAIN So drop your fuckin' bombs Burn your demon babies I WILL BE AGAIN - The rabid lover-feelin' the starch in your grin Callin' for acid cocaine and grass And receiving your homemade gin PUSH THE BUTTON PULL THE SWITCH CUT THE BEAM C'MON MAKE IT MARCH Sign me up as a diplomat - my only office is the park You need to be out before you come in And after you come you go In the midst of Yang is a smaller part of Yin And when it happens you know - THE DAWN COMES HEY DICK Whatever you think of us is totally irrelevant Both to us now and to you We are the present We are the future You are the past Pay your dues and get outta the way 'Cause we're not the way you used to be When you were very young We're something new We don't quite know what it is Or particularly care We just do it - You gotta do it Open your eyes there's a new world a-comin' Open your eyes there's a new world today Open your hearts people are lovin' Open it all we're here to stay OPEN THAT DOOR

[Unintelligible grunts] Cut the fat off the back of a baboon Boil it down to a pound, get a spoon Scoop the eyes from a fly flying backwards Take the jaws and the paws off a 'coon Take your time, ain't life for good cookin' Cause the rest of this mess ain't good lookin' Take the fleas from the knees of a demon Tell your pals and gals and come screamin' To the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus They make wine from the spine of their bulldog It's a test for the best for who stays At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus Brush your teeth with a piece of a goose toenail After death steal a breath from a drunk in jail Pull the skin off your friend with a razor blade And tonight change tomorrow bring back yesterday Shake your hip, bite your lip, shoot your mother-in-law Put on your gorilla suit, drink some elbow soup and have a ball Get it straight, don't be late, it's time for mad fun Feast of the Mau Maus has begun At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs It's a test for the best for who stays At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus At the feast with the beast of the Mau Maus "How they talk, man?" They go like this: [Unintelligible grunts] "And how do the women talk?" [Higher-pitched unintelligble grunts] "What you want when you wanta tell 'em you want some more to eat, man?" Well how 'bout gimme some more of that meat there And pass me some of the inside of that thigh And spread some spread on it, you know, in between the toes, yeah, sock it to me there, ooh Sure tastes good, man Gimme some more of that inside soul, yeah That--what you mean you ain't got no more soul? Keep on eating, yeah Feast of the Mau Mau They make wine from the spine of their bulldogs They stick their thumb in their eyeballs And make heathen olives Yeah, that's what's happenin' Reach into his chest and pull out his ribs, man Let me bite on that cat's bone Sock it to me one time Evil, brother EVIIIL! Inside thigh, please Can I have a fried ear?

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