1970

by R.E.M.

Out of my mind on Saturday night
Nineteen-seventy rollin' in sight
Radio burnin' up above
Beautiful baby, feed my love
All night till I blow away
All night till I blow away
I feel alright, I feel alright
Baby, oh baby, burn my heart
Baby, oh baby, burn my heart
Fall apart baby, fall apart
Baby, oh baby, burn my heart
All night till I blow away
All night till I blow away
I feel alright, I feel alright
Feel alright, feel alright, feel alright
Out of my mind on Saturday night
Nineteen-seventy rollin' in sight
Radio burnin' up above
Beautiful baby, feed my love
All night till I blow away
All night till I blow away
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
Feel alright, feel alright
Feel alright, feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
Feel, feel
Oh, oh
I feel alright, I feel alright
Feel alright, feel alright
Oh, oh
I feel alright
Feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
Feel alright, feel alright
Feel alright, feel alright

1970

Outta my mind on a Saturday night
1970 rollin' in sight
Radio burnin' up above
Beautiful baby, be my love
All night till I blow away
All night till I blow away
I feel alright, I feel alright
Baby oh baby, burn my heart
Baby oh baby, burn my heart
Fall apart babe, fall apart
Baby oh baby, burn my heart
All night till I blow away
All night till I blow away
I feel alright
I feel alright
And all the people are afraid
Cause Ali's got a punch they say
That'll knock you down, knock you down
Sly's got a family stone *
And all the cats groove along
To the melody, to the funky beat
And while they don't remember
Well it's always clear
In their 1970 box of dreams
They're crashing cars and calling out the crazies
To set them free
In their 1970 cruising speed
Defying what they're told and being bold
But they don't know...they don't know
That all the world can be a stage
Knieval had an evil day and we all danced on, yeah we all danced on to
The kids spinning drum and bass
And best of all it gave them faith in curiosity
To find destiny
In something they've forgotten
If they'd only steal from their 1970 box of dreams
They're crashing cars and calling out the crazies
To set them free
In their 1970 cruising speed
Defying what they're told and being bold
But they don't know...they don't know
And all the people are afraid
Cause Ali's got a punch they say
That knocks you down, it knocks you down
Sly's got a family stone
And all the cat's groove along
To the melody, to the funky beat
And while they don't remember
Well it's all too clear
In their 1970 box of dreams
They're crashing cars and calling out the crazies
To set them free
In their 1970 cruising speed
Defying what they're told and being bold
But they don't know...
And all the kids groove along
And all the kids groove along *(Sly's stone, super groupe black U.S de 'époque...)