Words by James Rado & Gerome Ragni

Music by Galt MacDermot

When the moon is in the seventh house,
and Jupiter aligns with Mars,
Then peace, will guide the planets,
And love will steer the stars;

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius,
The age of Aquarius,
Aquarius,
Aquarius.

Harmony and understanding,
Sympathy and trust abounding.
No more falsehoods or derisions,
Golden living dreams of visions,
Mystic crystal revelations,
And the mind's true liberation.
Aquarius,
Aquarius.

When the moon is in the seventh house,
and Jupiter aligns with Mars,
Then peace, will guide the planets,
And love will steer the stars;

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius,
The age of Aquarius,
Aquarius,
Aquarius.

Once upon a lookin' for Donna time,
there was a sixteen year old virgin.
O Donna,
O o Donna
O o o
Lookin' for my Donna.

Just got back from lookin' for Donna,
San Francisco psychedelic urchin.
O Donna,
O o Donna,
O o o Lookin' for my Donna.

Have you seen
my sixteen year old tattooed woman?
Heard a story
she got busted for her beauty
O

I've been to India and saw the yoga light.
In South America, the Indian smoke glows bright.
I'm reincarnated and so are we all.
And in this lifetime we'll rise before we fall

Just got back from lookin' for Donna,
San Francisco, never end my searchin'.
O Donna,
O o Donna,
O o o Lookin' for my Donna.

And I'm going to show her life on earth can be sweet.
Gonna lay my mutated head at her feet
and I'm gonna love her, make love to her 'til the sky turns brown.
I'm evolving, I'm evolving through the drugs that you put down.

Once upon a lookin' for Donna time,
there was a sixteen year old virgin.
O Donna,
O o Donna
O o o
Lookin' for my Donna.
Lookin' for Madonna.
Lookin' for Madonna.

Hashish,
Cocaine,
Marijuana,
Opium,
L. S. D.,
D. M. T.,
S. T. B.,
B. M. T.,
A and P,
I. R. T.,
N. B. C.,
Alcohol,
Cigarette,
Shoe polish,
Cough syrup,
Peyote,
Equinol,
Dexamyl,
Compozine,
Kemadrine,
Thorizene,
Trilophon,
Dexedrine,
Benzodrine,
Methadrine,
S-E-X,
Y-O-U,
Wow!

Manchester England, England,
Across the Atlantic sea,
And I'm a genius, genius,
I believe in God.
And I believe that God
believes in Claude,
that's me.

Claude Hooper Burkowsky
finds that it's groovy
to hide in a movie,
pretends his Felini
and Antonioni,
and also his countryman Roman Polanski,
all rolled into one, one Claude Hooper Burkowsky.

Now that I've dropped out,
why is life dreary, dreary!
Answer my weary query,
Timothy Leary, dearie.

Manchester England, England,
Across the Atlantic sea,
And I'm a genius, genius,
I believe in God.
And I believe that God
believes in Claude,
that's me,
that's me,
that's me,
that's me.

Guess I's finished on y'all
farmlands with yo' boll
weevils and all.
Pluckin' ya'll's
chickens, fryin' mother's oats in grease.
I's free now, thanks to yo',
Massa Lincoln,
Emancipator of the slave.

Yes, I's finished on y'all
farmlands with yo' boll
weevils and all.
Pluckin' ya'll's
chickens, fryin' mother's oats in grease.
I's free now, thanks to yo',
Massa Lincoln,
Emancipator of the slave,
yeah, yeah, yeah,
Emanci, mother-fucking, pator of the slave,
yeah, yeah, yeah,
Emanci, mother-fucking, pator of the slave,

Do, do, do, do, do.
Do, do, do, do, do.

Fourscore and seven years ago our forefathers brought upon this continent a new nation.
Conceived in liberty and dedicated to the one I love.
Dedicated to the proposition that all men, all men, all men are created equal.

Happy birthday, Abie Baby, happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday, Abie Baby, happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday, Abie Baby, happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday, Abie Baby, happy birthday to you.

Bang!

I'm black,
I'm black.
I'm pink,
I'm pink.
I'm Rinso white.
I'm invisible.

Ain't got no home, (so)
Ain't got no shoes, (poor)
Ain't got no money, (honey)
Ain't got no class, (common)
Ain't got no scarf,
Ain't got no gloves, (cold)
Ain't got no bed, (beat)
Ain't got no pot, (busted)
Ain't got no faith. (Cath'lic)

Ain't got no mother, (orphan)
Ain't got no culture, (man)
Ain't got no friends, (lucky)
Ain't got no schoolin', (dumb)
Ain't got no shine,
Ain't got no underwear, (bad)
Ain't got no soap, (dirty)
Ain't got no "A" train,
Ain't got no mind. (lost it)

Ain't got no smokes, (shit)
Ain't got no job, (lazy)
Ain't got no coins,
Ain't got no pennies, (hustler)
Ain't got no girl, (horny)
Ain't got no ticket,
Ain't got no token, (walk)
Ain't got no God. (good)

Ain't got no father, (dead)
Ain't got no T. V., (honest)
Ain't got no pizza, (starvin')
Ain't got no gallows, (nervous)
Ain't got no sleep, (high)
Ain't got no rhythm, (white)
Ain't got no books,
Ain't got no socks,
Ain't got no sex. (ugly)

Welcome, sulphur dioxide,
Hello, carbon monoxide,
The air, the air is ev'rywhere.
Breathe deep while you sleep,
breathe deep.

Bless you alcohol blood stream,
Save me nicotine lung steam,
Incense, incense is in the air.
Breathe deep while you sleep,
breathe deep.

Cataclysmic ectoplasm,
Fallout atomic orgasm,
Vapor and fume,
at the stone of my tomb,
Breathing like a sullen perfume,
Eating at the stone of my tomb.

Welcome, sulphur dioxide,
Hello, carbon monoxide,
The air, the air is ev'rywhere.
Breathe deep while you sleep,
breathe deep, (cough)
deep, (cough)
deep dee-deep, (cough).

I got life, mother,
I got laughs, sister,
I got freedom, brother,
I got good times, man.

I got crazy ways, daughter,
I got million dollar charm, cousin,
I got headaches, and toothaches,
and bad times too like you.

I got my hair,
I got my head,
I got my brains,
I got my ears,
I got my eyes,
I got my nose,
I got my mouth,
I got my teeth,
I got my tongue,
I got my chin,
I got my neck,
I got my tits, (skin)
I got my heart,
I got my soul,
I got my back,
I got my ass. (sex)

I got my arms,
I got my hands
I got my fingers,
got my legs,
I got my feet,
I got my toes,
I got my liver,
I got my blood.

I got life, mother,
I got laughs, sister,
I got freedom, brother,
I got good times, man.

I got crazy ways, daughter,
I got million dollar charm, cousin,
I got headaches, and toothaches,
and bad times too like you.

I got my hair,
I got my head,
I got my brains,
I got my ears,
I got my eyes,
I got my nose,
I got my mouth,
I got my teeth,
I got my tongue,
I got my chin,
I got my neck,
I got my tits, (skin)
I got my heart,
I got my soul,
I got my back,
I got my ass. (sex)

I got my arms,
I got my hands
I got my fingers,
got my legs,
I got my feet,
I got my toes,
I got my liver,
I got my blood.

Got my guts,
got my muscles,
I got life,
life,
life,
life,
life,
life,
life.

I met a boy called Frank Mills on September twelfth right here in front of the Waverly,
but unfortunately,
I lost his address.

He was last seen with his friend,
a drummer:
He resembles George Harrison of the Beatles,
But wears his hair tied in a small bow at the back.

I love him,
but embarrasses me to walk down the street with him.
He lives in Brooklyn,
somewhere,
and wears a white crash helmet.

He has gold chains on his leather jacket,
and on the back are written the names,
"Mary" and "Mom,"
and "Hell's Angels"

I would gratefully appreciate it;
If you see him,
tell him I'm in the park with my girl friend,
And please tell him Angela an I don't want the two dollars back,
just him.

She asks me why,
I'm just a hairy guy.
I'm hairy noon and night,
Hair that's a fright.

I'm hairy high and low,
Don't ask me why, don't know.
It's not for lack of bread,
Like the Grateful Dead.

Darlin', give me a head with hair,
Long beautiful hair,
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen,
Give me down to there hair,
Shoulder length or longer,
Here, baby, there, momma, ev'rywhere, daddy, daddy, daddy.

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair.
Flow it, show it, as God can grow it, my hair.
Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees,
Give a home to the fleas in my hair,
A home for fleas, (yeah) a hive for bees, (yeah) a nest for birds,
There ain't no words for the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair.
Flow it, show it, as God can grow it, my hair.
I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy, snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty, oily, greasy, fleecy, shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen, knotted, polka dotted,
Twisted, beaded, braided, powdered, flowered and confettied, bangled, tangled, spangled and spaghettied.

They'll be ga ga at the go go when they see me in my toga,
My toga made of blond, brilliantined, biblical hair.
My hair like Jesus wore it,
Hallelujah, I adore it,
Hallelujah, Mary loved her son, why don't my mother love me?

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair.
Flow it, show it, as God can grow it, my hair.
Flow it, show it, as God can grow it, my hair.

Tell me, who do you love, man?
Tell me, what, man?
Tell me, what's it you love, man?
An old fashioned melody-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee.

Tell me, what's it that moves you?
Tell me, what's it that grooves you?
An old fashioned melody-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee.

But old songs leave you dead,
We sell our souls for bread.

We're all encased in sonic armor, beltin' out through chrome grenades,
Miles and miles of medusan chord, that's the sound, the electronic boom.
It's what's hap'ning, baby, it's where it's at, daddy.

They chain you and brainwash you when you least suspect it,
They feed ya mass media, the age is electric,
I got the electric blues!
I got the electric blues!
I got the electric blues!
I got the electric blues!

Thump, rackety whomp, rock folk rock, rhythm and blues,
And old fashioned melody,
And old fashioned melody,
And old fashioned melody.

We're all encased in sonic armor, beltin' out through chrome grenades,
Miles and miles of medusan chord, that's the sound, the electronic boom.
It's what's hap'ning, baby, it's where it's at, daddy.

They chain you and brainwash you when you least suspect it,
They feed ya mass media, the age is electric,
I got the electric blues!
I got the electric blues!
I got the electric blues!
I got the electric blues!

Where do I go?
Follow the river.
Where do I go?
Follow the gulls.
Where is the something,
Where is the someone that tells me why I live and die?

Where do I go?
Follow the children.
Where do I go?
Follow their smiles.
Is there an answer
In their sweet faces that tells me why I live and die?

Follow the wind song.
Follow the thunder.
Follow the neon in young lovers' eyes.
Down to the gutter,
Up to the glitter
Into the city where the truth lies.

Where do I go?
Follow my heartbeat.
Where do I go?
Follow my hand.
Where will they lead me
And will I ever discover why I live and die?

I live and die,
I live and die.

Black boys are delicious, choc'late flavored love.
Lic'rice lips like candy, keep my cocoa handy.
I have such a sweet tooth when it comes to love;
Once I tried a diet of quiet rest, no sweets, but I went nearly crazy, and I went clearly crazy because I really craved for choc'late flavored treats. Oh!

Black boys are nutritious, black boys fill me up.
Black boys are so damn yummy, they satisfy my tummy.
I have such a sweet tooth when it comes to love.
Black, black, black, black, Black, black, black, black, black boys.

White boys are so pretty, skin as smooth as milk.
White boys are so pretty, hair like Chinese silk.
White boys give me goose bumps. white boys give me chills;
When they touch my shoulder, that's the touch that kills.

My mother calls them lilies,
I call them picadillies.
My daddy warns me stay away.
But I say come on out and play-ay-ay-ay.

White boys are so groovy, white boys are so tough.
Ev'ry time they're near me, just can't get enough.
White boys are so pretty, white boys are so sweet.
White boys drive me crazy, drive me indiscreet.
White boys are so sexy, legs so long and lean.
Love those sprayed on trousers, I love the love machine.

My brother calls 'em rubble, they're my kind of trouble.
My daddy warns me,
"No, no, no."
But I say white boys, go, go, go.

White boys are so lovely, beautiful as girls.
Love to run my fingers and toes through all their curls.
Give me a tall, a lean, a sexy, a pretty, a groovy, a juicy...

White boys.
White boys.
White boys.
White boys.
White boys, ooh, ooh, ooh,
White boys, ooh, ooh, ooh,
White boys, ooh, ooh, ooh,
White boys.

Doors locked, doors locked.
Blinds pulled, blinds pulled.
Lights low, lights low.
Flames high, flames high.

My body, my body, my body.
My body, my body, my body.

My body is walking in space.
My soul is in orbit with God, face to face.
Floating, flipping, flying, tripping, tripping from Pottsville to Starlight, tripping from Starlight to Moonville.

On a rocket to the fourth dimension.
Total self-awareness the intention.
My mind is as clear as country air.
I feel my flesh, all colors mesh.

Red, black.
Blue, brown.
Yellow, crimson
Green, orange.
Purple, pink.
Vi'let, white.
White, white, white, white, white, white.

All the clouds are cumuloft, walking in space.
O, my God, your skin is soft, I love your face.
How dare they try to end this beauty.
How dare they try to end this beauty.

To keep us underfoot, they bury us in soot.
Pretending it's a chore to ship us off to war.
In this dive we rediscover sensation.
In this dive we rediscover sensation.

Walking in space we find the purpose of peace.
The beauty of life you can no longer hide.
Our eyes are open, our eyes are open.
Our eyes are open, our eyes are open wide, wide, wide.

How can people be so heartless?
How can people be so cruel?
Easy to be hard,
Easy to be cold.

How can people have no feelings?
How can they ignore their friends?
Easy to be proud,
Easy to say "No."

Espec'ly people who care about strangers, who care about evil and social injustice.
Do you only care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?

How can people be so heartless?
How can people be so cruel?
Easy to give in,
Easy to help out.

Espec'ly people who care about strangers, who care about evil and social injustice.
Do you only care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?

How can people have no feelings?
You know I'm hung up on you.
Hard to surrender,
Hard to be easy.

How can people be so heartless?
How can people be so cruel?
Easy to be hard,
Easy to be cold.
Easy to be proud,
Easy to say "No."
Easy to be...

Good morning starshine,
The earth says "Hello".
You twinkle above us,
We twinkle below.

Good morning starshine,
You lead us along,
My love and me as we sing our early morning singing song.

Gliddy glup gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo.

Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo.

Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba nabba,
Early morning singing song.

Good morning starshine,
The earth says "Hello".
You twinkle above us,
We twinkle below.

Good morning starshine,
You lead us along,
My love and me as we sing our early morning singing song.

Gliddy glup gloopy
Nibby nabby noopy
La la la lo lo.

Sabba sibby sabba
Nooby abba nabba
Le le lo lo.

Tooby ooby walla
Nooby abba nabba,
Early morning singing song.

Singing a song,
Humming a song,
Singing a song,
Loving a song,
Laughing a song,

Sing the song
Sing the song,
Song the sing.

Song, song, song, sing, sing, sing, sing song.
Song, song, song, sing, sing, sing, sing song...

Ripped open by a metal explosion.
Caught in barbed wire, fireball, bullet shock.
Bayonet, electricity.
Shrapnelled throbbing meat.
Electronic data processing.

Black uniforms, bare feet, carbine.
Mail order rifles, shoot the muscles.
Two hundred and fifty-six Viet Cong captured.
Two hundred and fifty-six Viet Cong captured.

Prisoners in Niggertown, it's a dirty little war.
Three-five-zero-zero.
Take weapons up and begin to kill.
Watch the long, long armies drifting home.

Prisoners in Niggertown, it's a dirty little war.
Three-five-zero-zero.
Take weapons up and begin to kill.
Watch the long, long armies drifting home.

Prisoners in Niggertown, it's a dirty little war.
Three-five-zero-zero.
Take weapons up and begin to kill.
Watch the long, long armies drifting home.

Ripped open by a metal explosion.
Caught in barbed wire, fireball, bullet shock.
Bayonet, electricity.
Shrapnelled throbbing meat.
Electronic data

What a piece of work is man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties,
In form and moving, how express and admirable,
In action how like an angel,
In apprehension how like a god.
The beauty of the world, the paragon of animals.

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth.
This goodly fame, the earth seems to me a sterile promontory.
This most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'er hanging firmament,
This majestical roof fretted with golden fire,
Why it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors

What a piece of work is man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties,
In form and moving, how express and admirable,
In action how like an angel,
In apprehension how like a god.
The beauty of the world, the paragon of animals.

The saddest story ever told oh Lord,
Oh, where do I begin?
The saddest story ever told oh Lord, is what might have been.

I left you my dear, now I regret it,
The way in time my heart will come to forget it.
Well, I've got to have somebody to hold, oh Lord,
I've got to have somebody to hold.

Lost without you with no tears left to cry,
Oh, my darlin' child I'll simply pine away,
And I,
I will simply pine away and die. (I'll pine away and die.)

The saddest story ever told oh Lord,
Oh, where do I begin?
The saddest story ever told oh Lord, is what might have been.

Down about my ears, the sky is falling,
And through all the tragedy can't you hear me calling.
Well, I've got to have somebody to hold oh Lord,
I've got to have somebody, got to be bold.
I'm cryin' out in the cold
We'll I've got to have somebody to hold,
I've got to have somebody to hold.

We starve, look at one another short of breath, walking proudly in our winter coats,
Wearing smells from lab'ratories, facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy,
List'ning for the new told lies with supreme visions of lonely tunes.

Somewhere, in front of our lives; I fashion my future on films in space.
Silence tells me secretly ev'rything, ev'rything.

Singing my space songs on a spider web sitar, "Life is around and in you."
Answer for Timothy Leary, deary.

Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in, the sunshine in.
Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in, the sunshine in.
Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in, the sunshine in.
Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in, the sunshine in.