Concentration Moon, Pt. 1 (Live At Fillmore East, June 5, 1971)

Concentration moon (sing along with it)

Over the camp in the valley (concentration moon)

Ooh, what a concentration moon (I wish I was back in the alley)

I wish I was back in the alley

With all of my friends, still running free

Hair growing out every hole in me

That's right, hair growing out every hole in me

American way, how did it start?

Thousands of creeps killed in the park

American way, try and explain

Scab of a nation driven insane

Don't cry

Gotta go, bye-bye

Suddenly die, die

Cop kill a creep

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