| Alright, alright.
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| The tape is rolling.
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| Here we go. |
| This is Grand Funk Railroad and here comes the count. |
| One, …
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| Get on with it!
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| One, two, three, four …
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| Cut! |
| Why did you stop that? |
| Let all of them ring. |
| The second intro,
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| the second time he goes … you know, in the song, when we go back into this
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| part?
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| Yeah.
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| That’s what I mean. |
| The first …
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| You know, like we’re coming out of … we’re coming out of: da, dum, da; |
| da,
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| dum, da; |
| da, dum, da, dum, da, da, da, da, da … da … dratum, bap!
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| Stop that one.
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| That’s the only one.
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| Just that one, let the rest of them ring. |
| Okay. |
| Here we go again,
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| Grand Funk Railroad. |
| Here we are … Buddy R. Review, right here on … on …
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| Want me to get on with it?
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| Get on with it!
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| One, two, Tape is rolling? |
| Okay … here we go … One, two, three, four …
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| Just let me take it, my mind can’t make it without …
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| I can’t take it, said I just can’t make it.
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| Just let me take it, my mind can’t make it without …
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| I can’t take it, so you best not take it.
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| I’ve been waitin' for such, such a long, long time,
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| To tell you all about these feelings of mine.
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| Something tells me there just has to be a better day,
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| And that’s why I came here to say …
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| Growing up, I was free in my childhood years,
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| And now they tell me I can wash away my tears.
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| These tears explain the way, it’s the way that I feel,
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| Because the freedom they give me ain’t real.
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| I want freedom, the kind that they promised me,
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| Just for livin' in this country.
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| I want the freedom, the kind that makes me feel strong,
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| But, let me tell you, something is wrong. |