Why don't we get another one right from there?
Let's cut it again, right like that, man
Thirteen, fourteen- Man, that was a master, best I'd heard ever
Great, man
That was solid and righteous
Let's cut it again
Ladies and gentlemen, money beats soul every time
Come on
Ow!
All right, let's get it to start this time
Come on now, hold it
Save it
Let's get one with a good front on it
Gentlemen, gentlemen, let's get ourselves together and sing the blues
Uh, yeah
No, no, let's have a ride out, man
Let's have a ride out
Let's have a fade out, a ride out
Either that or let it just keep going
That's what I say
And if we don't stop, they can ship
In some, uh, Kentucky Fried Chicken
We're cutting on eight
You're...
Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to talk to you about
Something that's been on my mind for a very long time
And this is something I feel very serious about, and it's
A contemporary problem, and I'm sure you're all aware of it
It's the unfortunate fact that money beats soul
Let's go
Keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
Now, keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
We're goin' to the roadhouse
Gonna have a real good time
In back at the roadhouse, they got some bungalows
In back at the roadhouse, they got some bungalows
But half the people like to go down slow
Let it roll, babe
Let it roll
Let it roll
Let it roll all night long
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a bill
I woke up this morning and I got myself a bill
'Cause the future's uncertain, man, and it's always nil
Let it roll, babe, let it roll
Let it roll, yeah
Let it roll, yeah
Let it roll all night long
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, mama, roll
Let it roll, sister, roll
Let it roll, brother, roll
Let it roll, roll
Getting into it
Keep going, keep going till it stops
That's called the ride out
That'll be, that'll be our sixth album, Ride Out
Ride 'em in, roll 'em out
Yee-haw!
Man, that was great
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