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So now you’ve caught on
Hey baby, where do you, comin’ from
Boy she looked at me and smiled,
And looked into space
And she said, ‘i’m comin’ from the land of new rising sun’
And I said, ‘hey, baby where you tryin’ to go to’
Then she says, ‘i’m gonna spread around peace of mind
And a whole lotta love to you and you’
Hey girl I’d like to come along
Yes, I’d love to come along
‘would you like to come along?

Hello, my friend
So happy to see you again
I was so alone
All by my self
I just couldn’t make it

Have you heard, baby
What the winds blowing round
Have you heard, baby
A whole lot of peoples coming right on down

Communication, yeah
Is coming on strong
And don’t give a damn, baby
If your hair is short or long, huh

I said, get out of your grave
Everybody is dancing in the street
Do what you know, don’t be slow
You gotta practice what you preach
‘Cause it’s time for you and me
Come to face reality (it sounds like he says “fake reality”)

Forget about the past, baby
Things ain’t what they used to be
Keep on Straight Ahead
Keep on straight Ahead

Straight Ahead, baby
Straight Ahead, baby

We got to stand side by side
We got to stand together and organize
They say power to the people,
That’s what they’re screamin’
Freedom of the soul
Pass it on, pass it on to the young and old

You got to tell the children the truth
They don’t need a whole lot of lies
Because one of these days, baby
They’ll be running things
So when you give them love
You better give it right
Woman and child and man and wife
The best love to have is the Love Of Life

Pushing on Straight Ahead
Straigh Ahead, baby

Hello my friend
It’s so good to see you again
And I’ve been all by my self
I don’t think I can make it alone
I gotta keep on pushing ahead

Foxy, Foxy
You know you are a cute little heart breaker
Foxy yeah,
And you know you are a sweet little lover maker
Foxy

I wanna take you home, yeah
I won’t do you no harm
You’ve got to be all mine, all mine
ooh Foxy Lady
Foxy, Foxy

Now-a I see you come down on the scene
oh Foxy
You make me wanna get up and-a scream
Foxy, oh baby listen now
I’ve made up my mind,
I’m tired of wasting all my precious time
You’ve got to be all mine, all mine

ooh, Foxy Lady
Ooh, Foxy Lady, yeah yeah
You look so good, Foxy
oh yeah Foxy
yeah, give us some, Foxy
Foxy Foxy
Foxy Foxy
Foxy Foxy

There’s a red house over yonder, that’s where my baby stays.
There’s a red house over yonder, baby, that’s where my baby stays.
Well, I ain’t been home to see my baby in about ninety nine and one half days,
’bout time I see her.

Oh, remember the mocking bird, my baby bun
He used to sing for his supper, baby
Yes he used to sing for his dinner, babe
He used to sing so sweet
But a since my baby left me he ain’t sang a tune all day
Oh, remember the blue-birds and the honey bees,
They used to sing for the sunshine
Yes they used to sing for the honey, baby
They used to sing so sweet
But a since my baby left me they ain’t sang a tune all day
Hey pretty baby, come on back to me
Make every body as happy as can be
So baby, if you’ll please come home again
You know I’ll kiss you for my supper, yeah
You know I’ll kiss you for my dinner, baby now
But uh, if you don’t come back you know I’ll have to starve to death
‘Cus I ain’t had one kiss all day now, ah babe
Please remember
You’ve got to remember
You’ve got to remember our love
Come on back, baby, come on back in my arms,
I’ll make everything that better
Come on, baby, hurry up now
Can you hear me calling you back again now?

Manic depression is touching my soul
I know what I want but I just don’t know
How to, go about gettin’ it
Feeling sweet feeling,
Drops from my fingers, fingers
Manic depression is catchin’ my soul

Woman so weary, the sweet cause in vain
You make love, you break love
It’s all the same
When it’s, when it’s over, mama
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress, caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess

Well, I think I’ll go turn myself off,
And go on down
All the way down
Really ain’t no use in me hanging around
In your kinda scene

Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress, caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess

Everyday in the week I’m in a different city
If I stay too long people try to pull me down
They talk about me like a dog
Talkin’ about the clothes I wear
But they don’t realize they’re the ones who’s square
Hey!