Playing in the Band (Lyceum, London, England 5/24/1972) - Grateful Dead

Went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine Looked up in the Heaven, Lord, I saw a mighty sign Written fire across the heaven, plain as black and white 'Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight' Uh uh hey, Saturday night Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night Hey, Saturday night Now everybody's dancin' down the local armory With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery Temperature keeps risin', everybody gettin' high Come the rockin' stroke of midnight, the place is gonna fly Uh uh hey, Saturday night Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night Hey, Saturday night Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news Says, "I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues" His wife say, "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do Crank up that old Victrola, put on your rockin' shoes" Uh uh hey, Saturday night Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night Hey, Saturday night Then God way up in Heaven, for whatever it was worth Thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it Planet Earth Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes When the rock and roll music meets the risin' Planet Sun Uh uh hey, Saturday night Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night Ohh, Saturday night Hey, another Saturday night Hey, another Saturday night Everybody's get high Hey, another Saturday night One more Saturday, one more Saturday night

She came without a farthing A babe without a name So much ado about nothing Is what she'd try to say So much ado, my lover So many games we played Through every fleeted Summer Through every precious day All dead, all dead All the dreams we had And I wonder why I still live on All dead, all dead And alone, I'm spared My sweeter half instead All dead and gone All dead All dead, all dead At the rainbow's end And still, I hear her own sweet song All dead, all dead Take me back again You know my little friend's All dead and gone Her ways are always with me I wander all the while But, please, you must forgive me I am old but still a child All dead, all dead But I should not grieve In time it comes to everyone All dead, all dead But in hope, I breathe Of course, I don't believe You're dead and gone All dead and gone