Not the 60s Woodstock, but the one much later on
Let the poisoned fledglings come and gather in the dawn
Behold the heavy century buckling with the strain
Young man with a microphone hollering cocaine
Major label contract
Stoned out of his mind
Pants cuffed by Levi Strauss
Full mouth of teeth to grind
Wasn't there a mighty flood
Yes, didn't it rain?
Stand before the people
Yell about cocaine
Cocaine
Yell about cocaine
Stand before the people
Yell about cocaine
Let the party people come to feel my aimless wrath
Salt the Earth behind me as I wander down the path
No light but the spent light
Just the lab assistant's brain
To lie beneath the lightning
And yell about cocaine
Full phalanx of cameramen to document the scene
See the mass of starling throbbing forward on the green
I've heard it said, "It's hard to tell when all your love's in vain"
Shirtless before God
Yell about cocaine
Cocaine
Yell about cocaine
Shirtless before God
Yell about cocaine
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