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Songs for Groovy Children: The Fillmore East Concerts
01. Power of Soul
02. Lover Man
03. Hear My Train A Comin’
04. Changes
05. Izabella
06. Machine Gun
07. Stop
08. Ezy Ryder
09. Bleeding Heart
10. Earth Blues
11. Burning Desire
12. Auld Lang Syne
13. Who Knows
14. Fire
15. Ezy Ryder
16. Machine Gun
17. Stone Free
18. Changes
19. Message to Love
20. Stop
21. Foxey Lady
22. Who Knows
23. Machine Gun
24. Changes
25. Power of Soul
26. Stepping Stone
27. Foxey Lady
28. Stop
29. Earth Blues
30. Burning Desire
31. Stone Free
32. Power of Soul
33. Changes
34. Message to Love
35. Machine Gun
36. Lover Man
37. Steal Away
38. Earth Blues
39. Voodoo Child (slight return)
40. We Gotta Live Together
41. Wild Thing
42. Hey Joe
43. Purple Haze
"Happy new year first of all. I hope we'll have million or two million more of them... if we can get over this summer, he he he. Right I'd like to dedicate this one to the draggin' scene that's goin' on all the soldiers that are fightin' in Chicago, Milwaukee and New York... Oh yeas, and all the soldiers fightin' in Vietnam. Like to do a thing called 'Machine Gun'"

Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart

Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart

Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make me kill you
Even though we're only families apart

Well I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer
(You know what I mean)
Hey and your bullets keep knocking me down

Hey I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer now
Yeah but you still blast me down to the ground

The same way you shoot me down baby
You'll be going just the same
Three times the pain
And your own self to blame
Hey machine gun

Oooooooooo

I ain't afraid of your mess no more, babe
I ain't afraid no more
After a while your your cheap talk don't even cause me pain
So let your bullets fly like rain
'Cause I know all the time you're wrong baby
And you'll be goin' just the same
Yeah machine gun
Tearing my family apart
Yeah yeah alright
Tearing my family apart

Don't you shoot him down
He's about to leave here
Don't you shoot him down
He's got to stay here
He ain't going nowhere
He's been shot down to the ground
Oh where he can't survive no no

Yeah that's what we don't wanna hear any more, alright
No bullets
At least here, huh huh
No guns, no bombs
Huh huh
No nothin', just let's all live and live
You know instead of killin'