Karaoké Althea Grateful Dead

I told Althea

I was feeling lost lacking in some direction

Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need a protection

I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb

Althea told me

Now cool down boy

Settle back, easy Jim

You may be Saturday's child all grown moving with a pinch of grace

You may be a clown in the burying ground or just another pretty face

You may be the fate of Ophelia sleeping and perchance to dream

Honest to the point of recklessness self centered to the extreme

Ain't nobody messing with you but you

Your friends are getting most concerned

Loose with the truth maybe it's your fire

But baby don't get burned

When the smoke has cleared, she said

That's what she said to me

You're going to want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy

There are things you can replace and others you cannot

The time has come to weigh those things

This space is getting hot

You know this space is getting hot

I told Althea

I'm a roving sign

That I was born to be a bachelor

Althea told me

Okay, that's fine

So now I'm trying to catch her

Can't talk to you without talking to me

We're guilty of the same old thing

Thinking a lot about less and less

And forgetting the love we bring