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Goin’ Down To Eugene To See The Grateful Dead

the car’s gassed up and I’m ready to roll
I got one eye open for the highway patrol
I got the other eye open for the freeway sign
300 miles and I’m makin’ good time
my stomach’s growlin’ but my head’s been fed
I’m goin’ down to Eugene to see the Grateful Dead

tape deck’s blowin’ out a rattlin’ sound
in a sympathetic rhythm to the wheel-go-round
sports cars eat me up half-alive
this thing don’t do more than 55
but I can sleep in the back, it’s a roadside bed
I’m goin’ down to Eugene to see the Grateful Dead

everybody needs a little break sometimes
life gets too precise
put a little twist in the old straight line
and take some strange advise

rollin’ into town I’m all eyes and ears
look at all those people I ain’t seen in years
tripped out hipsters, rag and bone
young neophitic tie dye, cellular telephone
Sister Salina and her Uncle Fred
they’re goin’ down to Eugene to see the Grateful Dead

there’s 40 thousand people in a great big bowl
they’re all rockin’ to the rhythm of the roll
some are fallin’ in love, some are countin’ their money
some are spinnin’ in circles till their eyes get funny
ain’t it just about the way they said
I’m goin’ down to Eugene to see the Grateful Dead

goin’ into the parkin’ lot I might get lost
best place in the world to get your wires crossed
reality shatters when you leap and shout
some people go in and they never come out
ain’t never been the same since my senses fled
goin’ down to Eugene to see the Grateful Dead

everybody needs a little break sometimes
life gets too precise
put a little twist in the old straight line
and take some strange advise

now you can take my work week and throw it away
I’ll put a penny in a parkin’ meter any day
hang out the phone bill and let it fade
landlord’s gonna have to wait to get paid
I ain’t got no use for your overhead
I’m goin’ down to Eugene to see the Grateful Dead
my stomach’s growlin’ but my head’s been fed
I’m goin’ down to Eugene to see the Grateful Dead