Letra de When the Music's Over (Live in Boston, 1970, First Show)
Yeah, c'monWhen the music's over When the music's over, yeah When the music's over, turn out the lights Turn out the lights, turn out the lights, yeahWhen the music's over When the music's over When the music's over, turn out the lights Turn out the lights, turn out the lightsFor the music is your special friend Dance on fire as it intends Music is your only friend until the end Until the end, until the endCancel my subscription to the Resurrection Send my credentials to the House of Detention I got some friends insideThe face in the mirror won't stop The girl in the window won't drop A feast of friends, "Alive!" she cried Waitin' for me outsideBefore I sink into the big sleep I want to hear, I want to hear The scream of the butterflyCome back baby, back into my arm We're gettin' tired of hangin' around Waitin' around with our heads to the groundI hear a very gentle sound Very near yet very far Very soft, yeah, very clear Come today, come todayWhat have they done to the earth? What have they done to our fair sister? Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn And tied her with fences and dragged her downI hear a very gentle sound With your ear down to the ground We want the world and we want it We want the world and we want it now Now, nowPersian night, babe See the light, babe Save us, Jesus, save usSo when the music's over When the music's over, yeah When the music's over turn out the lights Turn out the lights, turn out the lightsWell the music is your special friend Dance on fire as it intends Music is your only friend until the end Until the end, until the end