Late Late Nite – Compared To What?
Les McCann and Eddie Harris, "Live" at the 1969 Montreux Jazz festival. Lyrics here.
President he’s got his war
Folks don’t know just what it’s for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt, they call it treason
We’re chicken-feathers, all without one nut — God damn it
Tryin’ to make it real — compared to what?
As always, it’s an open thread during Late Late Nite. What’s on your mind?