Данная запись сделана на нью-йоркском концерте \"Felt Forum\" 18 января 1970 года. Комментарий Джима: \"Здесь рассказывается о компании молодых людей, которым надоело место, где они живут, и то, что с ними происходит. Они собрались вместе и удалились в пустыню, чтобы жить отдельно от всех. Каждую ночь они зажигают костёр, собираются вокруг него...поют песни и обсуждают, что происходит, где они находятся в этом раскладе вещей и всё такое\" Вообще впервые о существовании поэтического цикла \"The Celebration Of The Lizard\" узнали зрители, удачно выбравшие день для посещения концерта группы, а также те, кто купил альбом \"Waiting For The Sun\" и нашел на развороте его текст. Всем остальным пришлось ждать выхода концертника Absolutely Live.
Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground He fled the town
He went down South and crossed the border Left the chaos and disorder Back there over his shoulder
One morning he awoke in a green hotel With a strange creature groaning beside him Sweat oozed from its shiny skin
Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin
Wake up! You can't remember where it was Had this dream stopped?
The snake was pale gold Glazed and shrunken We were afraid to touch it The sheets were hot dead prisons And she was beside me Old, she's not, young Her dark red hair Her white soft skin
Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom Look! I can't live thru each slow century of her moving I let my cheek slide down The cool smooth tile Feel the good cold stinging blood The smooth hissing snakes of rain . . .
Once I had, a little game I liked to crawl back into my brain I think you know the game I mean I mean the game called 'go insane'
Now you should try this little game Just close your eyes forget your name Forget the world forget the people And we'll erect a different steeple
This little game is fun to do Just close your eyes no way to lose And I'm right there I'm going too Release control we're breaking thru
Way back deep into the brain Back where there's never any pain And the rain falls gently on the town And over the heads of all of us And in the labyrinth of streams Beneath, the quiet unearthly presence of Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around Reptiles abounding Fossils, caves, cool air heights
Each house repeats a mold Windows rolled Beast car locked in against morning All now sleeping Rugs silent, mirrors vacant Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples Wound in sheets And daughters, smug With semen eyes in their nipples
Wait There's been a slaughter here
(Don't stop to speak or look around Your gloves and fan are on the ground We're getting out of town We're going on the run And you're the one I want to come)
(Далее Not To Touch The Earth)
Let the carnival bells ring Let the serpent sing Let everything
We came down The rivers and highways We came down from Forests and falls
We came down from Carson and Springfield We came down from Phoenix enthralled And I can tell you The names of the Kingdom I can tell you The things that you know Listening for a fistful of silence Climbing valleys into the shade
For seven years I dwelt In the loose palace of exile Playing strange games With the girls of the island
Now I have come again To the land of the fair, and the strong, and the wise
Brothers and sisters of the pale forest O Children of Night Who among you will run with the hunt?
Now Night arrives with her purple legion Retire now to your tents and to your dreams Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth I want to be ready