Текст песни Hijack - Paul Kantner , Jefferson Starship

The summer was dry like your nose
When you've been behind coke
For a day and a season
We sail out into the grasshopper night
And we seek the righteous poison

Sunday morning in speedway
You know the people come around for a reason
Sunday morning, Sunday morning
The land is green and you make it grow
Go to the forest and move
The sound of thundering electrical energy
Calls us to the park in the noon
Come on anybody, now fill my pipe
To the park, to the forest and move

When I feel you coming round me, riding in the sun
Going home, move your mind toward Mars and then beyond
Genesis is not the answer to what we had before
I, we, altogether in you

You know I remember the 23rd of November
To the abyss of Chicago you can see the barbed wire
Pigs around a lot of nothing
The witch hunters wail and they bark and they wheeze
And they try to turn us onto their poison

You know, a starship circling in the sky
It ought to be ready by 1990
They'll be building it up in the air
Ever since 1980
People with a clever plan
Can assume the role of the mighty
And hijack the starship
Carry 7000 people past the sun
And our babes will wander naked
Through the cities of the universe
Come on, free minds, free bodies, free dope, free music
The day is on its way, the day is ours

You breathe out, you breathe in
And the glow of the machine will get you on
Moving slow, don't feel the changes
Gracefully growing, as wild as we can be

Only the sun knows what we really need to know
Only the sun holds the secret
And more than human can we be
'Cause human's truly locked
To this planetary circle

You gotta ride, said the Doctor of space
I have been here once before
The lights in the night are a village of stars
Of stars that I have explored
Beyond the idea of beyond the void
And beyond that and more
Parallel lines in this village of stars
Will lead you to the second door
And time won't wait for the Doctor of space
From the city of the sun to come
Where do you go from here
Chaos or community
Can't you see on this and future Sundays

Seven thousand gypsies swirling together
And offering to the sun in the name of the weather
Gonna hijack, hijack the starship