I. Índex...viatge en un autobús pintat de colors psicodèlics. Consumien drogues públicament i...

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I. Índex

1. Índex .......................................................................................... Pàg. 1

2. Altres actuacions hippies............................................................ Pàg. 2

3. Lletres de les cançons del CD 1................................................. Pàg. 7

4. Lletres de les cançons del CD 2................................................. Pàg. 26

5. Altres artistes.............................................................................. Pàg. 49

6. Bibliografia.................................................................................. Pàg. 51

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II. Altres actuacions hippies Vivíem el dia a dia. Em llevava amb l’esperança que el nou dia que començava seria diferent al que havia deixat abans que me n’anés al món dels

somnis. No s’hi valia la rutina, no s’hi valia que les hores fossin iguals.

Qualsevol excusa era bona per a fer el que fos, però que fos diferent.

Tothom en parlava, deien que era una

experiència nova i única. Em feia por. Havia

començat el 1964, tenia 18 anys. Ken Kesey, un

precursor del moviment hippie, juntament amb els

seus seguidors, els Pranksters, van realitzar un

viatge en un autobús pintat de colors psicodèlics.

Consumien drogues públicament i van incitar molts

joves a consumir-ne. Per alguns era una nova

experiència; per a altres, una vegada més, i per a mi, representava un gran

respecte. Durant el 1965 van realitzar les conegudes Proves Àcides. Consistien

en experimentar els efectes de l’LSD en joves que en consumien per primera

vegada. Em semblava una bestiesa, una ximpleria, però pel que vaig poder

comprovar no tothom pensava com jo. Van ser molts els joves que s’hi van

oferir de manera voluntària. Potser semblarà ridícul o trist, però com a

recompensa rebien un diploma que demostrava que havien sobreviscut. Tots

n’estaven orgullosos i el mostraven amb molta il·lusió.

Davant aquest fet, el gener de 1966, es va celebrar a San Francisco el

Festival dels Viatges, que va consistir en ballar i fer demostracions sota els

efectes de LSD.

Els amics havien comentat de sotmetre’s a aquestes proves. Els deia

que no, però ells, sobretot el Trent, em contestava dient que no era res més

que una experiència nova i que no passava res. No sé amb quina cara el vaig

mirar, però recordo que em va abraçar i em va dir: tranquil·la dona, confia en

mi, ja veuràs que no passarà res. Em va sobtar que em digués això, però sabia

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54. Cartell Proves àcides

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Molta gent veia els hippies com persones que no feien altra cosa que

passar el temps, anar a concerts, drogar-se i viatjar amunt i avall. Però en

realitat vam lluitar per moltes coses i per millorar la situació de cadascú.

Amb el recolzament de grups, com els estudiants, sobretot els

universitaris, vam realitzar una sèrie d’esdeveniments i actes durant els 60 en

els que vam proposar alguns objectius. Era molt difícil aconseguir-los tots,

perquè representàvem un sector de població que ningú escoltava, però no vam

defallir.

Moltes dones hippies van formar un col·lectiu femení. De seguida m’hi

vaig interessar, havia de lluitar pels meus ideals. Totes juntes realitzàvem actes

que ens feien sentir més lliures. Vam fundar l’Organització Nacional de les

Dones per buscar la no discriminació sexual, econòmica, política i educativa de

les dones com també la legalització de l’avortament.

Tots els hippies vam prendre part en manifestacions per defensar els

drets dels negres. Les més importants van ser les que van realitzar els

estudiants de les universitats de Colombia i Boston, que estaven organitzades

pel grup SDS (Estudiants per una Societat Demòcrata). A part, realitzaven

també ocupacions a les administracions universitàries per demostrar el

descontentament.

Ens vam oposar a la guerra del Vietnam

quan vam veure que el govern no tenia en compte

l’opinió de la població; que els recursos econòmics

es destinaven a armament, i que cada vegada més,

els EEUU hi enviaven més tropes. Després de la

mort del president Kennedy, el novembre de 1963,

qui era favorable a resoldre el problema de manera pacífica, també ens vam

oposar a la política d’intervenció del president L.B. Jonhson. Totes aquestes

raons justificaven el nostre no a la guerra, a part dels milers de morts. Altra

vegada, els estudiants del SDS, que serien els futurs soldats del Vietnam, van

organitzar el primer Teach-in, al campus de la universitat de Michigan. Era un

acte per a informar els estudiants del què estava passant realment a la guerra.

Semblava que les coses no canviaven. Així que, a partir d’aquest

esdeveniment, es van realitzar manifestacions i protestes pacífiques a diferents

llocs dels EEUU. Participàvem en aquelles que quedaven a prop de casa. Era

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55. Explicació al Teach-in

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l’única manera que teníem perquè el govern ens sentís. Se’n van fer moltes, de

manifestacions, però les més importants

van ser: la del 16 d’octubre de 1965, a

nivell nacional; les del 10 i 15 d’abril, a la

ciutat de Nova York, on s’hi van reunir

400.000 persones, i les del 21 i 22

d’octubre de 1967, al Pentàgon, on 35.000

persones ens vam manifestar pacíficament.

Cantàvem i ballàvem, es van llegir discursos durant tot el dia. Molts dels joves

que no volien anar a la guerra cremaven els vestits i molts veterans llençaven

les medalles. Al final però, la policia ens va fer fora amb violència. No vaig

entendre aquell comportament.

No totes les protestes pacífiques van quedar reduïdes a manifestacions.

El 5 de desembre de 1968, els pacifistes van dur a terme una nova actuació.

Van intentar tancar el centre d’instrucció de Nova York.

La guerra continuava i continuava, i els nostres crits s’ofegaven amb

l’eco del silenci. Era el gener de 1968 i l’exèrcit americà va patir l’ofensiva del

Tet en la que els americans van ser derrotats i on van morir milers de soldats. A

partir d’aquí, molts americans van obrir els ulls per primera vegada i van ser

conscients que mai guanyarien la guerra. El president va demanar l’alto el foc i

dos mesos després van començar les negociacions de pau a París. Ja era hora

que les coses comencessin a anar bé. Semblava que en un principi la guerra

s’havia acabat. El que no sabíem, i no esperàvem, van ser les conseqüències

que aquesta guerra ens portaria temps després.

Recordo una altra actuació. Va tenir força importància. Va ser el 1968

durant la Convenció Demòcrata de Chicago. No

sabia ben bé de què anava, havia sentit alguns

comentaris i massa mentides, però el Zen que ho

sabia tot, ens ho va explicar. Es veu que els

polítics havien arribat a uns acords i que mai els

portarien a la pràctica. Quan la gent va saber que

eren mentida, van provocar protestes, però totes

elles van ser insignificants en comparació a

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56. Joves manifestant-se contra la guerra del Vietnam

57. Policia emportant-se a Pigassus, mascota del partit Yippi

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l’actuació que van realitzar Abbie Hoffman amb el seu partit polític Yippi i els

estudiants del SDS. El Zen va dir que s’hi van reunir 500.000 manifestants i que

per contrarestar aquest acte, l’alcalde Daly va reunir 120.00 policies, 6.000

guardians i 1.000 agents de l’FBI i de la CIA. Hi va haver enfrontaments entre

els dos grups. Els cossos de seguretat van actuar amb violència contra els

manifestants i reporters. Aquest succés va tenir fortes conseqüències. L’alcalde

Daly i el líder de la convenció demòcrata, Humphery, van perdre el poder. Els

líders dels Yippies i dels SDS, coneguts com els 7 de Chicago, d’aquests sí que

n’havia sentit a parlar, van ser detinguts i jutjats.

Tot i haver començat les negociacions de pau, el 1969 es va celebrar la

manifestació més gran de la història; no me la vaig perdre. Hi vam assistir unes

500.000 persones. Ens vam manifestar, no perquè retiressin les tropes ja que

aquest procés ja havia començat, sinó per les morts durant la guerra. Havien

mort més de 100.000 soldats nord americans. Eren més de 100.000 coloms a

l’aire, 100.000 noms que mai s’esborrarien de les memòries dels seus familiars.

Les Panteres Negres van lluitar també per aconseguir la igualtat entre

races, per la no discriminació. Els hippies

els vam donar suport perquè crèiem en el

mateix ideal, però no vam compartir mai el

camí per aconseguir-ho. Eren partidaris

d’utilitzar la violència.

No ens vam poder quedar callats

davant l’abocament de petroli que es va

produir a les costes de Califòrnia el 1969. Ens preguntàvem què havia fallat. El

govern no va saber reaccionar i nosaltres no vam saber fer altra cosa que

manifestacions per demostrar el nostre descontentament, i proposar lleis

mediambientals que respectessin l’aire i l’aigua. Vam donar suport a grups

ecologistes i organitzacions com Greenpeace. Nosaltres, els més fidels a la

natura, vam lluitar perquè aquell fet no es repetís. Les costes eren negres,

l’aigua bruta, milers del peixos van morir. Com que tampoc aconseguíem gran

cosa, el 1970, un any després, es va realitzar el primer dia de la terra, el Clean-

in.

Vaig quedar sorpresa quan vaig saber que aquest acte havia rebut el

suport de més de 140 països i que, als EEUU, havíem sigut 100.000 les

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58. Panteres Negres manifestant-se

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persones que hi vam participar. Com que va tenir tant èxit, a les escoles es va

ensenyar a respectar el medi i, a Nova York, es van realitzar tot un conjunt

d’activitats, com plantar arbres, llegir discursos, fer desfilades i reunions a les

universitats, perquè la societat en prengués consciència. Ja havíem fet tard

perquè el desastre ja s’havia provocat, però no em quedava cap més remei que

consolar-me amb aquells fets i pensar que no tornaria a passar. Tant de bo…

No entenia res de res. Érem el 1970 i el president R. Nixon volia ampliar

la guerra del Vietnam amb la invasió de Cambodja. No hi havia hagut suficients

morts? No en tenia prou amb la sang i la desesperació?... La impotència em

superava. Així doncs, el vam criticar, i tant! Ampliar la guerra suposava que

molts més joves haurien de fer de soldats i que totes la manifestacions que

havíem fet fins aleshores no havien servit per a res. Ens havien pres el pèl, ens

havien tornat a enganyar. Em sentia estúpida,

malament.

A la ciutat de Kent, a l’estat de Ohio, els

estudiants del SDS es van revolucionar i el

govern va respondre amb la força i decretant el

toc de queda. Els estudiants van continuar amb

l’oposició. La policia, que es creia superior, va

actuar amb una forta repressió que va provocar

4 morts i 9 ferits.

Les coses empitjoraven cada vegada més i com a conseqüència

d’aquesta massacre, a nivell nacional, els estudiants i els treballadors van

realitzar una vaga que nosaltres vam recolzar. Aquestes conductes

m’encenien. No sabia qui era més canalla, si el govern o la pròpia policia.

Els fets tampoc van acabar aquí. La policia, seguint les ordres del

govern, va continuar anant en contra dels vaguistes i van morir 2 estudiants

més. En total ja eren 6, un número prou significatiu. Al final, el govern va

considerar que els únics culpables havien sigut els estudiants. Era d’esperar.

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59. Massacre a Kent

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III. Lletres de les cançons del CD 1 Scott McKenzie - San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Some Flowers in Your Hair)

If you're going to San Francisco

Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair

If you're going to San Francisco

You're gonna meet some gentle people there

For those who come to San Francisco

Summertime will be a love-in there

In the streets of San Francisco

Gentle people with flowers in their hair

All across the nation such a strange vibration

People in motion

There's a whole generation with a new explanation

People in motion people in motion

For those who come to San Francisco

Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair

If you come to San Francisco


If you come to San Francisco


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Mamas & The Papas - California Dreamin’ All the leaves are brown

All the leaves are brown

And the sky is grey

And the sky is grey

Ive been for a walk

Ive been for a walk

On a winters day

On a winters day

Id be safe and warm

Id be safe and warm

If I was in l.a.

If I was in l.a.

California dreamin

California dreamin

On such a winters day

Stopped into a church

I passed along the way

Well, I got down on my knees

Got down on my knees

And I pretend to pray

I pretend to pray

You know the preacher likes the

cold

Preacher likes the cold

He knows Im gonna stay

Knows Im gonna stay

California dreamin

California dreamin




And the sky is grey

And the sky is grey

Ive been for a walk

Ive been for a walk

On a winters day

On a winters day

If I didnt tell her

If I didnt tell her

I could leave today

I could leave today

California dreamin

California dreamin


California dreaming


California dreaming


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Beatles - All You Need Is Love Love, love, love.

Love, love, love.

Love, love, love.

There's nothing you can do that

can't be done.

Nothing you can sing that can't be

sung.

Nothing you can say but you can

learn how to play the game.

It's easy.

Nothing you can make that can't be

made.

No one you can save that can't be

saved.

Nothing you can do but you can

learn how to be you in time.

It's easy.

All you need is love.


All you need is love, love.

Love is all you need.




Love is all you need

Nothing you can know that isn't

known.

Nothing you can see that isn't

shown.

Nowhere you can be that isn't where

you're meant to be.

It's easy.




Love is all you need.

All you need is love (all together,

now!)

All you need is love. (everybody!)


Love is all you need (love is all you

need).

Yee-hai!

Oh yeah!

She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.

She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.

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José Feliciano – Light My Fire

You know that it would be untrue

You know that I would be a liar

If I was to say to you

Girl, we couldnt get much higher

Come on baby, light my fire


Try to set the night on fire

The time to hesitate is through

No time to wallow in the mire

Try now we can only lose

And our love become a funeral pyre



Try to set the night on fire, yeah

The time to hesitate is through

No time to wallow in the mire

Try now we can only lose

And our love become a funeral pyre



Try to set the night on fire, yeah

You know that it would be untrue

You know that I would be a liar

If I was to say to you

Girl, we couldn't get much higher







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John Mayall - Room To Move

May seem peculiar how I think o' you

If you want me darlin', here's what you must do

You gotta get me, cuz I can't give the best

Unless I got room to move

If you want me darlin', take me how you can

I'll be circulating, cuz that's the way I am

You gotta get me, cuz I can't give the best

Unless I got room to move

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Joan Baez - Sweet Sir Galahad

Sweet Sir Galahad

came in through the window

in the night when

the moon was in the yard.

He took her hand in his

and shook the long hair

from his neck and he told her

she'd been working much too hard.

It was true that ever since the day

her crazy man had passed away

to the land of poet's pride,

she laughed and talked alot

with new people on the block

but always at evening time she

cried.

And here's to the dawn of their days.

She moved her head

a little down on the bed

until it rested softly on his knee.

And there she dropped her smile

and there she sighed awhile,

and told him all the sadness

of those years that numbered three.

Well you know I think my fate's

belated

because of all the hours I waited

for the day when I'd no longer cry.

I get myself to work by eight

but oh, was I born too late,

and do you think I'll fail

at every single thing I try?

And here's to the dawn of their days.

He just put his arm around her

and that's the way I found her

eight months later to the day.

The lines of a smile erased

the tear tracks upon her face,

a smile could linger, even stay.

Sweet Sir Galahad went down

with his gay bride of flowers,

the prince of the hours

of her lifetime.

And here's to the dawn

of their days,

of their days.

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Santana - Jingo

Jingo

Jingo

Jingo

Jingo Ba

Lo

Ba, Ba, Lo

Ba, Ba, Lo

Ba, Ba, Lo

Ba, Lo

Ba, Ba, Lo

Ba, Ba, Lo

Ba, Ba, Lo

Ba

Jingo

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Janis Joplin - Summertime Summertime, time, time,

Child, the living's easy.

Fish are jumping out

And the cotton, Lord,

Cotton's high, Lord so high.

Your daddy's rich

And your ma is so good-looking, baby.

She's a-looking good now,

Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby now,

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,

Don't you cry, don't you cry.

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise, rise up singing,

You're gonna spread your wings, child,

And take, take to the sky,

Lord, the sky.

But until that morning,

Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm ya,

No, no, no no, no no, no...

Don't you cry cry.

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Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary

Left a good job in the city,

Workin' for The Man every night and day,

And I never lost one minute of sleepin',

Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been.

CHORUS:

Big wheel keep on turnin',

Proud Mary keep on burnin',

Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.

Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis,

Pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans,

But I never saw the good side of the city,

'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.

CHORUS


If you come down to the river,

Bet you gonna find some people who live.

You don't have to worry though you have no money,

People on the river are happy to give.

CHORUS




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The Who - My Generation People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

Just because we get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

This is my generation

This is my generation, baby

Why don't you all f-fade away (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

And don't try to dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

I'm not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)



Why don't you all f-fade away (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

And don't try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

I'm not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)



People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

Just because we g-g-get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)



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Joe Cocker - With a Little Help From My Friends

What would you think

if I sang out of tune,

Would you stand up

and walk out on me?

Lend me your ears

and I'll sing you a song

And I'll try not to sing out of key.

Oh, I get by with a little help

from my friends

Mm, I get high with a little help

from my friends

Mm, gonna try with a little help

from my friends

What do I do when my love is away

(Does it worry you to be alone?)

How do I feel by the end of the day,

(Are you sad because you're on

your own?)

No, I get by with a little help

from my friends


from my friends


from my friends

Do you need anybody

I need somebody to love

Could it be anybody

I want somebody to love.

Would you believe in a love

at first sight

Yes, I'm certain that it happens

all the time

What do you see

when you turn out the light

I can't tell you but I know it's mine,


from my friends


from my friends


from my friends

Do you need anybody

I just need someone to love

Could it be anybody

I want somebody to love.


from my friends

With a little help from my friends.

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Pàg. 18

Blood, Sweat & Tears - Spinning Wheel

What goes up must come down

spinning wheel got to go round

Talking about your troubles it's a crying sin

Ride a painted pony

Let the spinning wheel spin

You got no money, and you, you got no home

Spinning wheel all alone

Talking about your troubles and you, you never learn

Ride a painted pony

let the spinning wheel turn

Did you find a directing sign

on the straight and narrow highway?

Would you mind a reflecting sign

Just let it shine within your mind

And show you the colours that are real

Someone is waiting just for you

spinning wheel is spinning true

Drop all your troubles, by the river side

Catch a painted pony

On the spinning wheel ride

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Johnny Winter - Johnny B. Goode

Deep down Louisiana

close to New Orleans

Way back up in the

woods among the

evergreens

There stood a log cabin

made of earth and

wood

Where lived a country

boy named Johnny B.

Goode

Who never ever

learned to read or write

so well

But he could play the

guitar just like a ringing

a bell

Go go

Go Johnny go

Go

Go Johnny go

Go

Go Johnny go

Go

Go Johnny go

Go

Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his

guitar in a gunny sack

Go sit beneath the

tree by the railroad

track

Oh, the engineerswould

see him sitting in the

shade

Strumming with the

rhythm that the

drivers made

People passing by they

would stop

and say

Oh my that little country

boy could play

Go go

Go Johnny go

Go

Go Johnny go

Go

Go Johnny go

Go

Go Johnny go

Go

Johnny B. Goode

His mother told him

"Someday you will be

a man,

And you will be the

leader of a big old

band.

Many people coming

from miles around

To hear you play your

music when the sun go

down

Maybe someday your

name will be in lights

Saying Johnny B.

Goode tonight."

Go go

Go Johnny go

Go go go Johnny go

Go go go Johnny go

Go go go Johnny go

Go

Johnny B. Goode

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Pàg. 20

Crosby Stills Nash & Young - Suite: Judy Blue Eyes

It's getting to the point

Where I'm no fun anymore

I am sorry.

Sometimes it hurts so badly

I must cry out loud

I am lonely.

I am yours, you are mine,

You are what you are

And you make it hard

Remember what we've said,

and done, and felt

about each other

Oh babe, have mercy.

Don't let the past remind

us of what we are not now.

I am not dreaming.


you are what you are.

And you make it hard.

Tearing yourself away from me now,

You are free and I am crying.

This does not mean I don't love you,

I do, that's forever, and always.

I am yours, you are mine, you are

what you are.

And you make it hard.

Something inside is telling me that

I've got your secret.

Are you still listening?

Fear is the lock, and laughter

the key to your heart.

And I love you.


you are what you are.

And you make it hard,

And you make it hard

Friday evening, Sunday in the afternoon,

What have you got to lose?

Tuesday mornin',

please be gone I'm tired of you.

Can I tell it like it is? Help me I'm

sufferin'.

Listen to me baby. Help me I'm dyin'.

It's my heart that's a-sufferin', it's a dyin'.

That's what I have to lose.

I've got an answer

I'm going to fly away,

What have I got to lose?

Will you come see me

Thursdays and Saturdays?

What have you got to lose?

Chestnut brown canary, ruby-throated

sparrow.

Sing a song, don't be long.

Thrill me to the marrow.

Voices of the angels,

ring around the moonlight.

Asking me, said she so free,

How can you catch the sparrow?

Lacy lilting lady, losing love lamenting,

Change my life, make it right.

Be my lady.

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Jimi Hendrix - Voodoo Child

Well, I stand up next to a mountain

And I chop it down with the edge of

my hand

Yeah

Well, I stand up next to a mountain

And I chop it down with the edge of

my hand

Well, I pick up all the pieces and

make an island

Might even raise a little sand

Yeah

cause Im a voodoo child

Lord knows Im a voodoo child baby

I want to say one more last thing

I didnt mean to take up all your

sweet time

Ill give it right back to ya one of

these days

Hahaha

I said I didnt mean to take up all

your sweet time

Ill give it right back one of these

days

Oh yeah

If I dont meet you no more in this

world then uh

Ill meet ya on the next one

And dont be late

Dont be late

cause Im a voodoo child voodoo

child

Lord knows Im a voodoo child

Hey hey hey

Im a voodoo child baby

I dont take no for an answer

Question no

Yeah

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Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil Please allow me to introduce myself

Im a man of wealth and taste

Ive been around for a long, long year

Stole many a mans soul and faith

And I was round when jesus christ

Had his moment of doubt and pain

Made damn sure that pilate

Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

But whats puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

I stuck around st. petersburg

When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed the czar and his ministers

Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank. Held a generals rank

When the blitzkrieg raged

And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name, oh yeah

Ah, whats puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched with glee

While your kings and queens

Fought for ten decades

For the gods they made

I shouted out,

Who killed the kennedys?

When after all. It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself

Im a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for troubadours

Who get killed before they reached bombay

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah


Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get

down, baby

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But whats confusing you

Is just the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal

And all the sinners saints

As heads is tails

Just call me lucifer

cause Im in need of some restraint

So if you meet me

Have some courtesy

Have some sympathy, and some taste

Use all your well-learned politesse

Or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, um yeah


Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get

down

Woo, who, Oh yeah, get on down

Oh yeah, Oh yeah!

Tell me baby, whats my name

Tell me honey, can ya guess my name

Tell me baby, whats my name

I tell you one time, youre to blame

Ooo, who, Ooo, who

Ooo, who, Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who

Ooo, who, who, Oh, yeah

Whats me name

Tell me, baby, whats my name

Tell me, sweetie, whats my name

Ooo, who, whom, Ooo, who, who



Ooo, who, who, Oh, yeah

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Rolling Stones - Satisfaction

I can't get no satisfaction,

I can't get no satisfaction.

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try.

I can't get no, I can't get no.

When I'm drivin' in my car

and that man comes on the radio

and he's tellin' me more and more

about some useless information

supposed to fire my imagination.

I can't get no, oh no no no.

Hey hey hey, that's what I say.


I can't get no satisfaction.



When I'm watchin' my TV

and that man comes on to tell me

how white my shirts can be.

Well he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't

smoke the same cigarrettes as me.




I can't get no girl with action.



When I'm ridin' round the world

and I'm doin' this and I'm signing that

and I'm tryin' to make some girl

who tells me baby better come back

later next week

'cause you see I'm on losing streak.



I can't get no, I can't get no,


no satisfaction, no satisfaction, no

satisfaction.

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Pàg. 24

Don McLean - American Pie A long, long time ago...

I can still remember

How that music used to make me smile.

And I knew if I had my chance

That I could make those people dance

And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver

With every paper I’d deliver.

Bad news on the doorstep;

I couldn’t take one more step.

I can’t remember if I cried

When I read about his widowed bride,

But something touched me deep inside

The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.

Drove my chevy to the levee,

But the levee was dry.

And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey

and rye

Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.

"this’ll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,

And do you have faith in God above,

If the Bible tells you so?

Do you believe in rock ’n roll,

Can music save your mortal soul,

And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him

`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.

You both kicked off your shoes.

Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck

With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,

But I knew I was out of luck

The day the music died. I started singin’,

"bye-bye, miss american pie."



Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and

rye

And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.


Now for ten years we’ve been on our own

And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,

But that’s not how it used to be.

When the jester sang for the king and queen,

In a coat he borrowed from james dean

And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,

The jester stole his thorny crown.

The courtroom was adjourned;

No verdict was returned.

And while lennon read a book of marx,

The quartet practiced in the park,

And we sang dirges in the dark


We were singing,





rye



Helter skelter in a summer swelter.

The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,

Eight miles high and falling fast.

It landed foul on the grass.

The players tried for a forward pass,

With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

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Now the half-time air was sweet perfume

While the sergeants played a marching tune.

We all got up to dance,

Oh, but we never got the chance!

`cause the players tried to take the field;

The marching band refused to yield.

Do you recall what was revealed

The day the music died?

We started singing,





rye



Oh, and there we were all in one place,

A generation lost in space

With no time left to start again.

So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!

Jack flash sat on a candlestick

Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage

My hands were clenched in fists of rage.

No angel born in hell

Could break that satan’s spell.

And as the flames climbed high into the night

To light the sacrificial rite,

I saw satan laughing with delight

The day the music died

He was singing,





rye



I met a girl who sang the blues

And I asked her for some happy news,

But she just smiled and turned away.

I went down to the sacred store

Where I’d heard the music years before,

But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,

The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.

But not a word was spoken;

The church bells all were broken.

And the three men I admire most:

The father, son, and the holy ghost,

They caught the last train for the coast


And they were singing,




And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey

and rye

Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.


They were singing,





rye

Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."

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Pàg. 26

III. Lletres de les cançons del CD 2 Bob Dylan - Mr. Tambourine Man

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.


In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,

Vanished from my hand,

Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.

My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,

I have no one to meet

And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.





Take me on a trip upon your magic

swirlin' ship,

My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,

My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels

To be wanderin'.

I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade

Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,

I promise to go under it.





Though you might hear laughin', spinnin',

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swingin' madly across the sun,

It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run

And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.

And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme

To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,

I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're

Seein' that he's chasing.





Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,

Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,

The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,

Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,

Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,

With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,

Let me forget about today until tomorrow.





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Pàg. 28

Bob Dylan - Lay, Lady, Lay

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed


Whatever colors you have in your mind

I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine


Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile

Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile

His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean

And you're the best thing that he's ever seen

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile

Why wait any longer for the world to begin

You can have your cake and eat it too

Why wait any longer for the one you love

When he's standing in front of you

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big

brass bed

Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

I long to see you in the morning light

I long to reach for you in the night

Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

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Pàg. 29

The Moody Blues - Nights in White Satin

Nights in white satin

Never reaching the end.

Letters I've written

Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed

With these eyes before.

Just what the truth is

I can't say anymore

'Cause I love you,

Yes I love you,

Oh, how I love you.

Gazing at people

Some hand in hand

Just what I'm going though

They can't understand.

Some try to tell me

Thoughts they cannot defend

Just what you want to be

You'll be in the end.

And I love you,

Yes I love you,

Oh, how I love you.

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Pàg. 30

Chicago - 25 Or 6 To 4

Waiting for the break of day

Searching for something to say

Flashing lights against the sky

Giving up I close my eyes

Sitting cross-legged on the floor

25 or 6 to 4

Staring blindly into space

Getting up to splash my face

Wanting just to stay awake

Wondering how much I can take

Should I try to do some more

25 or 6 to 4

Feeling like I ought to sleep

Spinning room is sinking deep

Searching for something to say

Waiting for the break of day

25 or 6 to 4

25 or 6 to 4

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Pàg. 31

Chicago - I’m A Man

Well my pad is very messy, got whiskers on

my chin

Never had no problems cause Ive always

paid the rent. I got no time for lovin

Cause my time is all used up

I stand outside creatin

All the groovy kinds of love

Im a man, yes I am and I cant help but love

you so

Im a man, yes I am and I cant help but love

you so

If I had my choice of matter

Id would rather be with cats

All engrossed in mental chatter

Showing where your mind is at

While relating to each other

How strong the love can be

By resisting all the good times with each

groovy chick we see

Im a man yes I am and I cant help but love

you so


you so

Ive got to keep my image

While Im standing on the floor

If I drop upon my knees

Its just to keep them on my nose

You think that Im not human

And my heart is made of stone

But Ive never had no problems

cause my bodys pretty strong


you so


you so


you so

If I had my choice of matter

I would rather be with cats

All engrossed in mental chatter

Showin where your mind is at

While relating to each other

How strong your love can be

By resisting all the good times with each

groovy chick we see


you so


you so


you so

I gotta keep my image

While Im standin on the floor

If I drop upon my knees

Its just to keep them on my nose

You think that Im not human

And my heart is made of stone

But I never had no problems

cause my bodys pretty strong

Im a man, yes I am, and I cant help but love

you so

Man, yes I am, and I cant help but love you

so


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Pàg. 32

Leonard Cohen - Suzanne

Suzanne takes you down to her place

near the river

You can hear the boats go by

You can spend the night beside her

And you know that she's half crazy

But that's why you want to be there

And she feeds you tea and oranges

That come all the way from China

And just when you mean to tell her

That you have no love to give her

Then she gets you on her wavelength

And she lets the river answer

That you've always been her lover

And you want to travel with her

And you want to travel blind

And you know that she will trust you

For you've touched her perfect body

with your mind.

And Jesus was a sailor

When he walked upon the water

And he spent a long time watching

From his lonely wooden tower

And when he knew for certain

Only drowning men could see him

He said "All men will be sailors then

Until the sea shall free them"

But he himself was broken

Long before the sky would open

Forsaken, almost human

He sank beneath your wisdom like a

stone

And you want to travel with him


And you think maybe you'll trust him

For he's touched your perfect body

with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand

And she leads you to the river

She is wearing rags and feathers

From Salvation Army counters

And the sun pours down like honey

On our lady of the harbour

And she shows you where to look

Among the garbage and the flowers

There are heroes in the seaweed

There are children in the morning

They are leaning out for love

And they will lean that way forever

While Suzanne holds the mirror

And you want to travel with her


And you know that you can trust her

For she's touched your perfect body

with her mind.

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Pàg. 33

Free - All Right Now

There she stood in the street

Smiling from her head to her feet

I said "Hey, what is this"

Now baby, maybe she's in need of a kiss

I said " Hey, what's your name baby"

maybe we can see things the same

Now don't you wait or hesitate

Let's move before they raise the parking rent

All right now baby, it's all right now


I took her home to my place

Watching ev'ry move on her face

She said " Look, what's your game baby

are you tryin' to put me in shame?"

I said " slow don't go so fast,

don't you think that love can last?"

She said " Love, Lord above,

now you're tryin' to trick me in love"


all right now baby, it's all right now

That's all for now, take care and I'll

be back with more in a few days

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Pàg. 34

Richie Havens - Here Comes the Sun (The Beatles) Here comes the sun, doot in doo doo, here comes the sun,

And I say it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter

Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun, doot in doo doo, here comes the sun


Little darling, the smile's returning to the faces

Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun


Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...





Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting

Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear

Here comes the sun,doot in doo doo, here comes the sun,


Here comes the sun, doot in doo doo, here comes the sun,

It's all right

It's all right

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Pàg. 35

Kris Kristofferson - Me & Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train

And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,

It rode us all the way to New Orleans.

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,

I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.

Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,

We sang every song that driver knew.

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,

Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now.

And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,

You know feeling good was good enough for me,

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

From the Kentucky coal mines to the

California sun,

Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.

Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,

Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,

He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it,

But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday

To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,

Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah,

But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,

Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la

La la la la la Bobby McGee.

La la la la la, la la la la la

La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.

La La la, la la la la la la,

La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah.

Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na

Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.

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Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man,

I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can,

C'mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah,

Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!

Yeah! Whew!

Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee.

I'd like to do a song of great social and political import

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Pàg. 37

Supertramp - The Logical Song

When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,

A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.

And all the birds in the trees, well theyd be singing so happily,

Joyfully, playfully watching me.

But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,

Logical, responsible, practical.

And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,

Clinical, intellectual, cynical.

There are times when all the worlds asleep,

The questions run too deep

For such a simple man.

Wont you please, please tell me what weve learned

I know it sounds absurd

But please tell me who I am.

Now watch what you say or theyll be calling you a radical,

Liberal, fanatical, criminal.

Wont you sign up your name, wed like to feel youre

Acceptable, respecable, presentable, a vegtable!

At night, when all the worlds asleep,

The questions run so deep

For such a simple man.

Wont you please, please tell me what weve learned

I know it sounds absurd

But please tell me who I am.

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Pàg. 38

George Harrison - My Sweet Lord

My sweet lord, Hm, my lord

Hm, my lord

I really want to see you

Really want to be with you

Really want to see you lord

But it takes so long, my lord

My sweet lord, Hm, my lord

Hm, my lord

I really want to know you

Really want to go with you

Really want to show you lord

That it wont take long, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hallelujah)


I really want to see you

Really want to see you

Really want to see you, lord

Really want to see you, lord

But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)



My, my, my lord (hallelujah)

I really want to know you (hallelujah)

Really want to go with you (hallelujah)

Really want to show you lord (aaah)

That it wont take long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hmm (hallelujah)


My, my, lord (hallelujah)

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Hm, my lord (hare krishna)

My, my, my lord (hare krishna)

Oh hm, my sweet lord (krishna, krishna). Oh-uuh-uh (hare hare)

Now, I really want to see you (hare rama)

Really want to be with you (hare rama)

Really want to see you lord (aaah)

But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah).


My, my, my lord (hare krishna)

My sweet lord (hare krishna)

My sweet lord (krishna krishna)

My lord (hare hare)

Hm, hm (gurur brahma)

Hm, hm (gurur vishnu)

Hm, hm (gurur devo)

Hm, hm (maheshwara)

My sweet lord (gurur sakshaat)

My sweet lord (parabrahma)

My, my, my lord (tasmayi shree)

My, my, my, my lord (guruve namah)

My sweet lord (hare rama)

(hare krishna)

My sweet lord (hare krishna)

My sweet lord (krishna krishna)

My lord (hare hare) B

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Pàg. 40

Leon Russell - Jumpin' Jack Flash

I was born in a crossfire hurricane

And I howled at my mama in the driving

rain

But it’s alright now in fact it’s a gas

And it’s alright, hey

I’m jumping jack flash it’s a gas gas gas

I was raised by a toothless bearded hag

I was schooled with a strap right across

my back


And it’s alright, hey



And it’s alright


But its alright now in fact its a gas

Its alright now in fact its a gas

But its alright now in fact its a gas

But its alright now, but its alright now

But its alright

Well, you know that I love my woman

But just sometimes she just don’t treat

me right

Yeah, I woke up this morning and I

looked her in the eye

She said sweet daddy, you got what I

want. But you aint giving it to me

Oh, and it hurt me deep down into my

soul. And I had [...] out of the door

I was [..] my heart [...]

Gonna ever see my baby no more

I went a-walking down the street

And I was ashamed to look at anyone I meet

Ooh, [..] and there she was standing

Leaning up against a lamp post

(well, tell it, tell it)

I saw her standing on the corner

A yellow ribbon in her hair

All night long my heart was shudder

Look at there, look at there

You’re the one, look at there

Youngblood, youngblood, youngblood

Woo, I cant get you out of my mind

And I couldn’t sleep, I went on crying

And I saw the rising of the sun

All night long my heart was crying

You’re the one, you’re the one



Well, I cant get you out of my mind

[...] she looked so tough

I had to follow her all the way home

And when we were there

I met her dad, he said:

You’d better leave my daughter alone

And I couldn’t sleep, I went on crying

And I saw the rising of the sun

All night long my heart was crying


You are the one, you’re the one


Woo, I can’t get enough of your love

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Leon Russell - Youngblood Woo, you’re breaking my heart in two

(youngblood, youngblood, youngblood)

Ooh, and I looked at that 19 year old girl

Right in the eye.

And I said you look so sweet to me

darling

But theres one thing I got to tell you.

You know, I’ve got me a fine old lady

Lying back there in that bedroom at

home

And I think I got to get hack to her.

Ooh, you aint interested in my, she said. [...] walking home down the street, back

to my pet

And I crawled and I snugged and I

crawled back in the bedroom

My baby looked at me with her great big

blue bedroom eyes

And she said:

Wooh, dad where have you been all

night long?

Yet I know I told you to get away from

me

I told you to leave me alone

Wooh, but I had a chain in your heart

And I’ve been needing you all night long

[...] needing the good thing

I aint had none of the good thing

Yeah and I looked at my baby and I said

Baby, I said, what is it that I’ve got that

you want, yeah?

She looked at me and she said, real

slow, real soft, real sweet

She said this right here:

Yeah, its alright now, in fact its a gas

Well, its alright now, in fact its a gas

But, its alright now, in fact its a gas

Its alright, its alright now

Yeah, now everybodys got a young lady at

home that they love

But sometimes the things, they just don’t go

right

But I want to tell you one thing, and its for sure

You treat your woman like you treat yourself

Everything is gonna be alright

Yeah its gonna be alright now. B

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Bob Dylan - Blowin' In The Wind How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man?

Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly

Before they're forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky?

Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry?

Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows

That too many people have died?



How many years can a mountain exist

Before it's washed to the sea?

Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist

Before they're allowed to be free?

Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,

Pretending he just doesn't see?



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Hair - Aquarius

When the moon is in the Seventh House

And Jupiter aligns with Mars

Then peace will guide the planets

And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius

The age of Aquarius

Aquarius!

Aquarius!

Harmony and understanding

Sympathy and trust abounding

No more falsehoods or derisions

Golden living dreams of visions

Mystic crystal revalation

And the mind's true liberation

Aquarius!

Aquarius!

When the moon is in the Seventh House

And Jupiter aligns with Mars

Then peace will guide the planets

And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius

The age of Aquarius

Aquarius!

Aquarius!

Hair - Let The Sunshine In

Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

The sunshine in

Let the sunshine

Let the sunshine in

The sunshine in

Let the sunshine

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Jesus Christ Superstar - I Dont Know How To Love Him

(MARY MAGDALENE)

I don't know how to love him.

What to do, how to move him.

I've been changed, yes really changed.

In these past few days, when I've seen myself,

I seem like someone else.

I don't know how to take this.

I don't see why he moves me.

He's a man. He's just a man.

And I've had so many men before,

In very many ways,

He's just one more.

Should I bring him down?

Should I scream and shout?

Should I speak of love,

Let my feelings out?

I never thought I'd come to this.

What's it all about?

Don't you think it's rather funny,

I should be in this position.

I'm the one who's always been

So calm, so cool, no lover's fool,

Running every show.

He scares me so.

I never thought I'd come to this.

What's it all about?

Yet, if he said he loved me,

I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.

I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.

I'd turn my head. I'd back away.

I wouldn't want to know.

He scares me so.

I want him so.

I love him so....

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Jesus Christ Superstar - Superstar

Every time I look at you I don't

understand

Why you let the things you did get so

out of hand.

You'd have managed better if you'd had

it planned.

Why'd you choose such a backward

time in such a strange land?

If you'd come today you could have

reached a whole nation.

Israel in 4 BC had no mass

communication.

Don't you get me wrong.

I only want to know.

Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ,

Who are you? What have you

sacrificed?

Jesus Christ Superstar,

Do you think you're what they say you

are?

Tell me what you think about your

friends at the top.

Who'd you think besides yourself's the

pick of the crop?

Buddha, was he where it's at? Is he

where you are?

Could Mohammed move a mountain, or

was that just PR?

Did you mean to die like that? Was that

a mistake, or

Did you know your messy death would

be a record breaker?

Don't you get me wrong.

I only want to know.

Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ,

Who are you? What have you

sacrificed?

Jesus Christ Superstar,

Do you think you're what they say you

are?

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Jesus Christ Superstar - Pinball Wizard

Ever since I was a young boy,

I've played the silver ball.

From Soho down to Brighton

I must have played them all.

but I ain't seen nothing like him

In any amusement hall.

That deaf, dumb and blind kid

Sure plays a mean pinball!

He stands like a statue,

Becomes part of the machine.

Feeling all the bumpers

Always playing clean.

plays by intuition,

The digit counters fall



He's a pinball wizard

There has to be a twist.

A pin ball wizard,

S'got such a supple wrist.

How do you think he does it?

I don't know!

What makes him so good?

ain't got no distractions

Can't hear no buzzers and bells,

Don't see no lights a flashin'

Plays by sense of smell.

Always gets a replay,

Never tilts at all,


Sure plays a mean pinball.

I thought I was

The Bally table king.

But I just handed

My pinball crown to him.

Even on my favorite table

He can beat my best.

His disciples lead him in

And he just does the rest.

He's got crazy flipper fingers

Never seen him fall.



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The Beatles - Lucy in the sky with Diamons

Picture Yourself In A Boat On A River

With Tangerine Trees And Marmalade Skies

Somebody Calls You

You Answer Quite Slowly

A Girl With Kaleidoscope Eyes

Cellophane Flowers Of Yellow And Green

Towering Over You Head

Look For The Girl With The Sun In Her Eyes

And She's Gone

Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds



Ahhhhhhh

Follow Her Down To A Bridge

By A Fountain

Where Rocking Horse People

Eat Marshmallow Pies

Everyone Smiles As

You Drift Past The Flowers

That Grow So Incredibly High

Newspaper Taxis Appear On The Shore

Waiting To Take You Away

Climb In The Back With Your Head

In The Clouds

And You're Gone




Ahhhhhhh

Picture Yourself On A Train In A Station

With Plasticine Porters With Looking Glass Ties

Suddenly Someone Is There At The Turnstile

The Girl With Kaleidoscope Eyes




Ahhhhhhh

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The Beatles - Seargent Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band It was twenty years ago today, that

Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play

They’ve been going in and out of style

But they’re guaranteed to raise a smile.

So may I introduce to you

The act you’ve known for all these years,

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

We’re Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,

We hope you will enjoy the show,

We’re Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,

Sit back and let the evening go.

Sgt. Pepper’s lonely, Sgt. Pepper’s lonely,

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

It’s wonderful to be here,

It’s certainly a thrill.

You’re such a lovely audience,

We’d like to take you home with us,

We’d love to take you home.

I don’t really want to stop the show,

But I thought you might like to know,

That the singer’sgoning to sing a song,

And he wants you all to sing along.

So may I introduce to you

The one only Billy Shears

And Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

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IV. Altres artistes Concert Fantasy Fire and Magic Mountain Music Festival. Altres grups i cantants que hi van participar van ser:

Smokey Robinson & the Miracles The Blues Maggos The Birds

Canned Heat Every Mother's Son The Merry-Go-Round

The Mojo Men The 5th Dimension The Seeds

Captain Beefheart

Miami Pop Festival. Altres grups que van participar-hi van ser: The Grateful Dead Fleetwood Mac Iron Butterfly

Steppenwolf Chuck Berry The Infinite McCoys Joni Mitchell

Marvin Gaye The Turtles The BoxTops

Three Dog Night Pacific Gas and Electric Steppenwolf

Procol Harum Canned Heat Iron Butterfly

Country Joe and the Fish The Grateful Dead Buffy St. Marie

Booker T. and The M.G.’S Dino Valente Flatt and Scruggs

Junior Walker & His All Stars Butterfield Blues Band Richie Havens

James Cotton Blues Band H.P Lovecraft Canned Head

The Joe Tex Revue Ian & Sylvia The Grassroots

Charles Lloyd Quarter Sweet Inspirations Jimi Hendrix.

Festival de Woodstock. Els cantants del primer dia: Richie Havens Swami Satchidananda John Sebastian Country Joe McDonald & The Fish Sweetwater Bert Sommer Incredible String Band Tim Hardin Ravi Shankar Melanie Arlo Guthrie Joan Baez Els del segon: Quill Keef Hartley Band Santana

Canned Heat Mountain Janis Joplin

Creedence Clearwater Revival Sly & the Family Stone Grateful Dead

The Who Jefferson Airplane.

I els del tercer:

Joe Cocker Country Joe and the Fish Ten Years After

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Paul Butterfield Blues Band Blood, Sweat & Tears Johnny Winter

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young The Band Sha-Na-Na

Jimi Hendrix

Concert d’Altamont. Altres grups participants van ser: Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young The Flying Burrito Brothers Jefferson Airplane

Festival de l’illa de Wight. Altres artistes que hi van participar al concert del primer any van ser els següents:

Blodwyn Pig Blonde On Blonde Aynsley Dunbar

Bonzo Dog Dooh Dah Band Edgar Broughton Band Eclection

Family Gary Farr Fat Martes

Julie Felix Free Gypsy

Marsha Hunt and White Trash Richie Havens Indo Jazz Fusions

Liverpool Scene Mighty Baby The Nice

Tom Paxton Pentangle The Pretty Things

Third Ear Band The Who

Els del tercer any van ser:

Judas Jump Kathy Smith Rosalie Sorrels

David Bromberg Redbone Kris Kristofferson

Mighty Baby Andy Roberts Everyone Gary Farr

Howl Black Widow Groundhogs

Terry Reid Gilberto Gil Fairfield Parlour

Arrival Lighthouse Taste

Tony Joe White Family Procol Harum

The Voices of East Harlem Cactus John B. Sebastian

Shawn Phillips Lighthouse Joni Mitchell

Tiny Tim Miles Davis Ten Years After

Emerson Lake and Palmer The Doors The Who

Sly and the Family Stone Melanie Good News

Ralph McTell Heaven Donovan

Pentangle Moody Blues Jethro Tull

Jimi Hendrix Joan Baez

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V. Bibliografia

Pàgines web utilitzades per a obtenir les lletres de les cançons. Segueixen el

mateix ordre que les cançons del primer i segon CD.

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