Stand!
Album - 3 maggio 1969 - Debaser id 98839

Don’t call me nigger, whitey
Don’t call whitey, nigger

Well, I went down across the country
Ana I heard the voices ring
People talkin’ softly to each other
And not a word could change a thing

Freddie: Feeling's gettin stronger
Larry: Music's gettin longer too
Rose: Music is flashin me
Sly: I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire

All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Freddie: Feeling's nitty-gritty
Larry: Sound is in the city too
Rose: Music's still flashin' me
Sly: Don't ya want to get higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Sly: Harmonica solo
All Repeated: Higher!

Sly: C'mon light my fire
Want to take you higher

All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Freddie: Feeling that should make you move
Larry: Sounds that should help you groove
Rose: Music still flashin' me
Sly: Take your places
I want to take you higher
Baby baby baby light my fire.

Freddie: Guitar solo

All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

All Repeated: Higher!
Sly: Let's take you, do you wanna go, etc.

Cynthia: Trumpet solo

All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Larry: Bass solo

All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!

Jerry: Sax solo

All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka

Somebody's Watching You
by Sly and the Family Stone

pretty pretty pretty as a picture
witty witty witty as you can be
blind cause your eyes see only glitter
closed to the things that make you free

ever stop to think about a downfall
happens at the end of every line
just when you think you've pulled a fast one
happens to the foolish all the time

somebody's watching you (4�xs)

games are to played with toys etcetera
love is to be made when you're for real
ups and downs are caused by life in general
some are yours no matter how you feel

shady as a lady in a mustache
feelings camouflaged by groans and grins
secrets have a special way about them
moving to and fro among your friends

somebody's watching you (4�xs)

live it up today if you want to
live it down tomorrow afternoon
sunday school don't make you cool forever
neither does the silver of your spoon

the nicer the nice the higher the price
this is what you pay for what you need
the higher the price the nicer the nice
jealous people like to see you bleed

somebody's watching you (4x�s and fades out)

Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I'm in
I am everyday people, yeah, yeah

There is a blue one
Who can't accept the green one
For living with a fat one
Trying to be a skinny one
Different strokes
For different folks
And so on and so on
And scooby dooby dooby
Oh sha sha
We got to live together

I am no better, and neither are you
We are the same, whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
You can't figure out the bag I'm in
I am everyday people, yeah yeah

There is a long hair
That doesn't like the short hair
For being such a rich one
That will not help the poor one
Different strokes
For different folks
And so on and so on
And scooby dooby dooby
Oh sha sha
We got to live together

There is a yellow one
That won't accept the black one
That won't accept the red one
That won't accept the white one
Different strokes
For different folks
And so on and so on
And scooby dooby dooby
Oh sha sha
I am everyday people