HAIR - TRIBAL ROCK MUSICAL

this is dawning of the age of aquariums? i thought they had been around for quite a long time.

Slosh
Splash
What?

AIR

Welcome sulphur dioxide
Hello carbon monoxide
The air, the air
Is everywhere
Breathe deep while you sleep
Breathe deep
Bless you alcohol bloodstream
Save me nicotine lung steam
Incense incense
Is in the air
Breathe deep while you sleep
Breathe deep
Cataclysmic ectoplasm
Fallout atomic orgasm
Vapor and fume
At the stone of my tomb
Breathing like a sullen perfume
Eating at the stone of my tomb
Welcome sulphur dioxide
Hello carbon monoxide
The air the air
Is everywhere
Breathe deep while you sleep
Breathe deep
Deep deep deep deep cough cough

INITIALS

LBJ took the IRT
Down to 4th Street USA
When he got there
What did he see
Tricky Dick on LSD
LBJ IRT
USA LSD
LSD LBJ
FBI CIA
FBI CIA
LSD LBJ

Hair
OH Hair! YES!! I had forgotten about that adorable
little number till I saw your post EB. Did it not
have the most wonderful music?? I have no idea
who is responsible for the score, but I bet you do.
So tell, tell, tell.
What a bouncy, upbeat, terrific show it was.
And in its time so new so bold so brave,
I wish I was Rosie O'Donnell who lives in NYC
and gets to go to shows anytime she wants and
just bragged about it all the time on her show.
One of my artist friends who summers in East
Booth Bay and winters with us down here on
Amelia Island is a former NYC resident and loved
it. Of course, she scares the hell outta me every
time I get in her car with her. She just cusses out
all us southerners, for being such NON agressive
drivers. I'm sure she is right. You could not PAY
me enough money to try to drive a vehicle in (or
even anywhere near) New York City.

Galt MacDermot, James Rado, and Gerome Ragni were the composers of "Hair". I'm pretty sure the album is still available on CD.




timber

It is - I just bought it - (blush) - to replace my long-discarded vinyl LP!

I met a boy called Frank Mills
On September the twelfth
Right here, in front of the Waverley,
But unfortunately, I lost his address.
He was last seen with his friend, a drummer,
He resembles George Harrison of the Beatles,
But he wears his hair tied in a small bow at the back.
I love him, but it embarrasses me
To walk down the street with him,
He lives in Brooklyn and somewhere
And wears a white crash helmet.
He has golden chains on his leather jacket
And on the back are written the names
Mary and mom and Hell's Angels.
I would gratefully appreciate it
If you see him, tell him
I'm in the park with my girlfriend, and please,
Tell him Angela and I don't want the $2 back -
Just him.......

Hair
She asks me why
I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night
Hair that's a fright
I'm hairy high and low
Don't ask me why
Don't know
It's not for lack of break
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling

Gimme head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

Let it fly in the breeze
And get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas
A hive for bees
A nest for birds
There ain't no words
For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder
Of my...

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy
Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
Oily, greasy, fleecy
Shining, gleaming, streaming
Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided
Powdered, flowered, and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!

Oh say can you see
My eyes if you can
Then my hair's too short

Down to here
Down to there
Down to where
It stops by itself

They'll be ga ga at the go go
When they see me in my toga
My toga made of blond
Brilliantined
Biblical hair

My hair like Jesus wore it
Hallelujah I adore it
Hallelujah Mary loved her son
Why don't my mother love me?

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair




ive just completely dated myself

glad to have company!

EASY TO BE HARD

How can people be so heartless
How can people be so cruel
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold
How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no
And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who care about evil
And social injustice
Do you only
Care about the bleeding crowd
How about a needing friend
I need a friend
How can people be so heartless
You know I'm hung up on you
Easy to give in
Easy to help out
And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who say they care about social injustice
Do you only
Care about the bleeding crowd
How about a needing friend
I need a friend
How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no

WHAT A PIECE OF WORK IS MAN

What a piece of work is man
How noble in reason
How infinite in faculties
In form and moving
How express and admirable
In action how like an angel
In apprehension how like a god
The beauty of the world
The paragon of animals
I have of late
But wherefore I know not
Lost all my mirth
This goodly frame
The Earth
Seems to me a sterile promontory
This most excellent canopy
The air --- Look you
This brave o'erhanging firmament
This majestical roof
Fretted with golden fire
Why it appears no other thing to me
Than a foul and pestilent congregation
Of vapors
What a piece of work is man
How noble in reason

DON'T PUT IT DOWN

Om mane padme om
Om mane padme om
Folding the flag means taking care of the nation
Folding the flag is putting it to bed for the night
I fell through a hole in the flag
I'm falling through a hole in the flag
Help

Don't put it down
Best one around
Crazy for the red blue and white
Crazy for the red blue and white

You look at me
What do you see
Crazy for the white red and blue
Crazy for the white red and blue

Cause I look different
You think I'm subversive
Crazy for the blue white and red
Crazy for the blue white and red

My heart beats true
For the red white and blue
Crazy for the blue white and red
Crazy for the blue white and red
And yellow fringe
Crazy for the blue white red and yellow

DONNA

Oh
Once upon a looking for Donna time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
I just got back from looking for Donna
San Francisco
Psychadelic urchin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
Have you seen
My sixteen year old tattooed woman
Heard a story
She got busted for her beauty oh oh oh
Oh oh
Once upon a looking for Donna time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
I've been to India and saw the yogi light
In South America the Indian smoke glows bright
I'm reincarnated and so are we all
And in this lifetime we'll rise
Before we fall
Before we fall
Once upon a looking for Donna time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
And I'm gonna show her
Life on Earth can be sweet
Gonna lay my mutated head at her feet
And I'm gonna love her make love to her
Til the sky turns brown
I'm evolving I'm evolving
Through the drugs that you put down
Once upon a looking for Donna time
There was a sixteen year old virgin
Oh Donna oh oh Donna oh oh oh
Looking for my Donna
Looking for my Donna
Donna

i'm gonna grow my hair down to my feet so strange
so i look like a walking mountain range
and i'm gonna ride into Omaha on a horse
out to the country club and the golf course
carry a new york times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds.

Now they asked me to read a poem
At the sorority sisters' hoem
I got knocked down and my head was swimmin'
I wound up with the dean of women
Yippee
I'm a poet
Hope I don't blow it

ABIE BABY

Yes I'se finished on y'all's farmland
With yo' boll weavils and all
Pluckin' y'all's chickens
Fryin' Mother's Oats in grease
I'se free now thanks to yo' Massa Lincoln
Emancipator of the slaves
Yeah yeah yeah
Emanci mf pator of the slaves

Four score and seven years ago
Our forefathers
Brought forth on this continent a new nation
Conceived in liberty and dedicated to the one I love
I mean dedicated to the propisition
That all men
Honey i mean all men
Are created equal
Happy birthday Abie Baby
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday Abie Baby
Happy birthday to you
Bang!

ELECTRIC BLUES

Tell me who do you love man
Tell me what man
Tell me what's it you love man
An old fashioned melody
Tell me what's it that moves you
Tell me what's it that grooves you
An old fashioned melody
But old songs leave you dead
We sell our souls for bread
We're all encased in sonic armor
Beltin' it out through chrome grenades
Miles and miles of medusan chord
The electronic sonic boom
It's what's happening baby
It's where it's at daddy
They chain ya and brainwash ya
When you least suspect it
They feed ya mass media
The age is electric
I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues
Thwump rackety whomp
Plugged in turned on
We're all encased in sonic armor
Beltin' it out through chrome grenades
Miles and miles of medusan chord
The electronic sonic boom
It's what's happening baby
It's where it's at daddy
They chain ya and brainwash ya
When you least suspect it
They feed ya mass media
The age is electric
I got the electric blues
I got the electric blues

GOOD MORNING STARSHINE

Good morning starshine
The Earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
Good morning starshine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song
Gliddy glub gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo
Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo
Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba nabba
Early morning singing song
Good morning starshine
The Earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
Good morning starshine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singing song

I GOT LIFE

I got life Mother
I got laughs sister
I got freedom brother
I got good times man
I got crazy ways daughter
I got million dollar charm cousin
I got headaches and toothaches
And bad times too
Like you
I got my hair
I got my head
I got my brains
I got my ears
I got my eyes
I got my nose
I got my mouth
I got my teeth
I got my tounge
I got my chin
I got my neck
I got my tits
I got my heart
I got my soul
I got my back
I got my ass
I got my arms
I got my hands
I got my fingers
I got my legs
I got my feet
I got my toes
I got my liver
I got my blood
I got my guts
I got my muscle
I got life
Life
Life
Life