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Grateful Dead Throwing Stones 3 14 93
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the dead playing throwing stones at the good ol' richfield coliseum. • check out jerry when bob does his bobby kicks. at about 6:05...great stuff..............LYRICS • • Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free • Dizzy with eternity. • Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea • Call it home for you and me. • • A peaceful place or so it looks from space • A closer look reveals the human race. • Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face. • But afraid, we may our lay home to waste. • • There's a fear down here we can't forget • Hasn't got a name just yet • Always awake, always around • Singing ashes,ashes all fall down, ashes,ashes,all fall down • • Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime falls • And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls • By and by again, the morning sun will rise • But the darkness never goes from some men's eyes. • • It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets • Staking turf, dividing up meat. • Nightmare spook, piece of heat, • It's you and me, you and me. • • Click, flashblade in ghetto night. • Rudies looking for a fight. • Rat cat alley roll them bones. • Need that cash to feed that jones • And the politicians throwing stones • Singing ashes,ashes all fall down, ashes,ashes all fall down • • Commissars and pin-striped bosses roll the dice • Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price. • Money green or proletarian gray, • Selling guns instead of food today. • • So the kids they dance, they shake their bones • And the politicians throwing stones • Singing ashes,ashes all fall down, ashes,ashes,all fall down • • Heartless powers try to tell us what to think • If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink. • And history's page, it is thusly carved in stone • The future's here, we are it, we are on our own. • • If the game is lost then we're all the same • No one left to place or take the blame. • We will leave this place an empty stone • Or this shinning ball of blue we can call our home • • So the kids they dance, they shake their bones • And the politicians are throwing stones • Singing ashes,ashes all fall down, ashes,ashes all fall down • • Shooting powders back and forth • Singing black goes south while white comes north • And the whole world full of petty wars • Singing I got mine and you got yours. • • And the current fashions set the pace. • Lose your step, fall out of grace. • And the radical he rant and rage, • Singing someone got to turn the page • • And the rich man in his summer home, • Singing Just leave well enough alone • But his pants are down, his cover's blown • And the politicians are throwing stones • So the kids they dance they shake their bones • Cause its all too clear we're on our own • Singing ashes,ashes all fall down, ashes,ashes all fall down • • Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
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