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Lord, it's all so true.
They told me, "Don't go walkin' slow,
'Cause Devil's on the loose."
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Whoa, don't look back to see.
Thought I heard a rumblin'
Callin' to my name.
Two hundred million guns are loaded,
Satan cries, "Take aim!"
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Whoa, don't look back to see.
Over on the mountain,
Thunder magic spoke,
"Let the people know my wisdom,
Fill the land with smoke."
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Whoa, don't look back to see.
When I was just a little kid my parents dropped me and some of my cousins at a cheap traveling carnival that had come to my town. We all got on the octopus ride and i puked. We got off the ride and all my cousins ran off. I was all dizzy and sick and covered with puke. As I stumbled around this creepy carnival trying to find them this song was blaring over the sound system. Flashing light, slanted images, creepy clowns, side shows and the smell of vomit plays in my brain every time I hear this song. It was truly a most bizarre jungle experience for a small kid, 45 years later the sounds and imagery remain seared into my brain.
But I still love the song.
Great story! Thanks!
Here's a quickie about that episode: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/...
Oh sure, next you'll be telling us Johnny Cash didn't really shoot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
heh. Reminds me of that person on here who is always bitching about women like Bonnie Raitt who "grew up middle class and even went to college!" and therefore they aren't supposed to take on the blues/rock style.
Oh sure, next you'll be telling us Johnny Cash didn't really shoot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
Do you think the Doors were carpenters?
Or were the Carpenters - Doors?
Do you think the Doors were carpenters?
No - but they did name themselves after Aldous Huxley's , "Through the Doors of Perception."
what a bunch of posers:
They are from El Cerito, CA.
There's no clear water to revive: smelly east bay mud-yes, no jungle, no bayou. Go figure.
SAY IT AIN'T SO
My dad used to play this song in the car on out way to the beach while drumming on the steering wheel . This song smells to summer, long roads and the promise of happiness. I am 43 now and I still love the song.
Because songs about the Vietnam War and death just reek of summertime fun.
They are from El Cerito, CA.
There's no clear water to revive: smelly east bay mud-yes, no jungle, no bayou. Go figure.
Oh sure, next you'll be telling us Johnny Cash didn't really shoot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
They are from El Cerito, CA.
There's no clear water to revive: smelly east bay mud-yes, no jungle, no bayou. Go figure.
The Stones were from the UK but sang "Confessin' the Blues" and got their name from a Muddy Waters song.
They are from El Cerito, CA.
There's no clear water to revive: smelly east bay mud-yes, no jungle, no bayou. Go figure.
Do you think the Doors were carpenters?
But I still love the song.
My dad used to play this song in the car on out way to the beach while drumming on the steering wheel . This song smells to summer, long roads and the promise of happiness. I am 43 now and I still love the song.
They are from El Cerito, CA.
There's no clear water to revive: smelly east bay mud-yes, no jungle, no bayou. Go figure.
But I still love the song.
You were unlucky, man
This was one of the handful of CDs I had when I drove solo cross-country (Philadelphia to Seattle, via a mid-south route with a Vegas detour) - and this was a couple weeks after 9/11 - it was an entirely unique experience...hopefully never to be duplicated.
Track #1 thru 20 on this Chronicle #1 album (Suzie Q thru Someday Never Comes) has got to be my favorite road trip disk. I have multiple memories during that trip that include this album. My favorites are: driving through the Texas panhandle, just outside of Amarillo, hauling ass on the freeway blaring this (as loud as the Toyota's speakers could go) and seeing a guy in the back of his truck on the frontage road waving the largest American flag I've ever seen be waved. That was special. And then on the drive from Reno home, the final leg, as I drove through Susanville, a biker nodding his head to the music and a thumbs-up...well that was cool too. Long Live RP and thanks for playing the classics!
A hot 8.
A classic of its Vietnam time but still very timely.
200 million guns a loaded, Satan's cries take aim!
But I still love the song.
(this one, and Suzie Q)