It - Live from the Shrine Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA, 24/1/1975

When it's cold, it comes slow
It is warm, just watch it grow
All around me
It is here, it is now

Just a little bit of it can bring you up or down
Like the supper, it is cooking in your hometown
It is chicken, it is eggs
It is in between your legs
It is walking on the moon
Leaving your cocoon

It is the jigsaw, it is the purple haze
It never stays in one place, but it's not a passing phase
It is in the single's bar, in the distance of the face
It is in between the cages, it is always in a space
It is here, it is now!

Any rock can be made to roll
If you've enough of it to pay the toll
It has no home in words or gold
Not even in your favourite hole
It is hope for the dope
When you ride some horse without a hoof
It is shaken, not stirred!
Cocktails on the roof

When you eat right through it, you see everything alive
It is inside your spirit, with enough grit to survive
If you think it's pretentious, you've been taken for a ride
Look across the mirror summer, before you chose to side
It is here, it is now
It is real, it is real!

This is only knock and no wall, but I like it
This is only knock and no wall, but I like it
This is only knock and no wall, but I like it, I like it, I like it
Only knock and no wall, but I like it, like it, like it, alright

Like it, alright
'Cause, I like it, like it, like it, like it
Here, no wall, oh, no wall