Текст песни Ice Age (Live) - Jorma Kaukonen
                                                Ice 
                                                Age
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                    I 
                                                heard 
                                                the 
                                                news 
                                                just 
                                                the 
                                                other 
                                                day;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                there's 
                                                something 
                                                    I 
                                                must 
                                                say;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                the 
                                                darkness 
                                                comes 
                                                too 
                                                often;
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                time 
                                                next 
                                                year 
                                                I'll 
                                                build 
                                                my 
                                                coffin;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Made 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                lead 
                                                so 
                                                X-rays 
                                                cannot 
                                                see;
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                gotta 
                                                be 
                                                free.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Political 
                                                men 
                                                they 
                                                burn 
                                                their 
                                                lives 
                                                out 
                                                talkin';
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                people 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                earth 
                                                just 
                                                keep 
                                                on 
                                                walkin';
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                we 
                                                don't 
                                                know 
                                                what 
                                                to 
                                                say;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Only 
                                                live 
                                                our 
                                                lives 
                                                as 
                                                slaves;
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                do 
                                                is 
                                                race 
                                                on 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                grave;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                we 
                                                gotta 
                                                get 
                                                away.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                they're 
                                                much 
                                                too 
                                                old 
                                                to 
                                                care 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                future;
 
                                    
                                
                                                They're 
                                                sewing 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                past 
                                                with 
                                                shining 
                                                sutures;
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                immortality 
                                                they 
                                                crave;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                days 
                                                are 
                                                done 
                                                so 
                                                now 
                                                they're 
                                                brave;
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                lives 
                                                will 
                                                live 
                                                in 
                                                books 
                                                for 
                                                fools 
                                                and 
                                                slaves;
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                gotta 
                                                get 
                                                away.
 
                                    
                                
                                                1984 
                                                Relix 
                                                Records 
                                                Inc.
 
                                    
                                 
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