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The summer was dry like your nose when you bend
Behind hope for a day in a season
We sail out into a grasshopper night
And we seek the righteous poison
Sunday morning in speedway
You know the people come around for a reason
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Oh, the land is green if you make it grow
Go to the forest and move
The sound of thundering electrical energy
Calls us to the park in the noon
Come on, everybody, now fill my pipe
To the park, to the forest and move
When I feel you coming 'round me
Riding in the sun
Going home, move your mind
Toward Mars and then beyond
Genesis is not the answer to what we had before
I, we, all together in you
You know I remember the 23rd of November
(You had to wonder who heard the knock)
In the abyss of Chicago, you can see the barbed wire
Beats around a lot of nothing
A witch on his way, well, they bark and they wheeze
And they try to tune us into their poison
You know a starship circling in the sky
It ought to be ready by 1990
They'll be building it up in the air
Ever since 1980
People with a clever plan
Can assume the role of the mighty
And hijack the starship, carry 7,000 people past the sun
Now, babe's the one to make it through the cities of the universe
Come on, free minds, free bodies
Free note, free music
The day is on its way
The day is ours
You breathe out, you breathe in
Then the flow of the machines will catch you on
Moving slow, don't fear the changes
Tastefully growing as wild as we can be
Only the sun knows what we really need to know
Only the sun holds the secret
And more than human can believe
'Cause humans truly locked to this planetary circle
"You're gonna ride," said the doctor of space
"I've been here once before
The lights in the night of a village of stars
Stars that I have explored
Beyond, beyond, beyond, beyond the void
Beyond that and more
Parallel lines in this village of stars
Lead you to the second door"
Time won't wait for the doctor of space
From the city of the sun to come
Where do we go from here?
Chaos or community?
Can't you see I'm missing future Sundays?
Seven thousand gypsies swirling together
An offering to the sun in the name of the weather
I'm gonna hijack
Hijack the starship