We’re Turning Again (Live At The Palladium - 10/31/81 - Show 1)

Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again
Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again

We're so young and happy
And we all know where it's at
(It's over there, over there
Over there, over there
And under here also)

We're never wrong about nothing
And we looked good
We're never ever have to worry
We were always in a hurry
To convince ourselves that what we are was really very groovy
If we believed what's in the papers
And the magazines that defined their folklore
We can never laugh
At who or what they think we are
Or even what we think we sorta oughta be
We are totally empty
And our lives are really useless
So what the fuck?
We ain't have no sense of humor
We have got nothing left to laugh about
Including ourselves

Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again
Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again

They were mellow
They were yellow
They were wearing smelly blankets
They looked like Donovan fans
They walkin' 'round with stupid flowers in they hair and everywhere
They tried to stuff 'em in the guns of all the cops
And other servants of the law
Who tried to push 'em around
And later mowed 'em down
But they were full of all that shit
That they believed in
So what the fuck?
(What the fuck?)
They've tightened up their headbands
On the weekend they get loaded when they came to town
They walked around in Greenwich Village to buy posters they could hang up
In them smelly little secret black light bedrooms
On Long Island singin': "Jimi come back!"

Now come back and regulate the boy's fuzz-tone
Your haze was so purple
When your axis was bold as love
Gimme feedback
Come back and feed back on my knapsack
You can feed back the fuzz tone from your wah-wah
While you bend down
And set your stuff on fire

Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again
Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again

We can turn it around
We can go back in time
We can do it all again
Through the canyons of your mind
On the eve of destruction
We can act like we are something really special
We can get in the bath-tub with that other guy Jim
And make him be more careful
We can visit Big Mama
And wrap her on the back
When she eats her sandwich
(La la la la)
We can take care of Janis
When she gets so depressed
She can't take it no more

We can laugh at Keith Moon's jokes
(Ha ha ha ha ha)
And the colour TV
(Ha ha)
He threw out the window from the second floor
Everybody come back
No one can do it like you used to
If you listen to the radio
And what they play today
You can tell right away:
All those assholes really need you

Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again
Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again

Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again
Turn and turn
Turn and turn
We're turning again, again