| Song | From Here To There Eventually - Live 1970 |
| Artist | Steppenwolf |
| Album | Live Steppenwolf |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Edmonton, Kay, McJohn | |
| You've filled this house with things of gold | |
| While handing crumbs to the old and poor | |
| And then you preach about being pure | |
| And wonder why we're laughing | |
| In your old way you're trying to find us | |
| But we can't follow what's behind us | |
| Too much blind faith, it will blind us | |
| Though sometimes it's a blessing | |
| But I remember when | |
| I still embraced you | |
| A little prayer would ease my mind | |
| Till I saw that you hide | |
| From the misery outside | |
| So I left you behind | |
| But all the other teachings | |
| That I've tried were about the same | |
| One grain of truth mixed | |
| With confusion caused by man | |
| Since you're around here anyway | |
| May as well get you back on your feet again | |
| Get right back up on your feet | |
| Don't you know we need somebody to | |
| Do some work down in the street | |
| You might just touch somebody | |
| Start to think about today | |
| Throw your robe and staff away | |
| And break away from yesterday | |
| Ah, tell me can we reach you | |
| I don't know | |
| Still we got to go | |
| From here to there eventually | |
| While others die up against the wall | |
| You take the time to tell us all' | |
| Bout how we're not supposed to ball | |
| You really are a riot | |
| It's got nothin' to do with | |
| Heaven or | |
| HellWhat I do in bed, | |
| I'm not gonna tell | |
| What I'm talking about, you know dam well | |
| You really ought to try it | |
| But I remember when | |
| I still embraced you | |
| A little prayer would ease my mind | |
| Till I saw that you hide | |
| From the misery outside | |
| So I left you behind | |
| But all the other teachings | |
| That I've tried were about the same | |
| One grain of truth mixed | |
| With confusion caused by man | |
| But since you're around here anyway | |
| May as well get you back on your feet again | |
| Get right back up on your feet | |
| Don't you know we need somebody to | |
| Do some work down in the street | |
| You might just touch somebody | |
| Start to think about today | |
| Throw your robe and staff away | |
| And break away from yesterday | |
| Ah, tell me can we reach you | |
| I don't know | |
| Still we got to go | |
| From here to there eventually | |
| Who, who, | |
| Jesus will save? | |
| It's time we wait for | |
| His [incomprehensible] you see | |
| Who Jesus will save? | |
| He's coming back | |
| And you better believe | |
| He's coming back | |
| Don't you believe me? | |
| Yeah |
| zuo ci : Edmonton, Kay, McJohn | |
| You' ve filled this house with things of gold | |
| While handing crumbs to the old and poor | |
| And then you preach about being pure | |
| And wonder why we' re laughing | |
| In your old way you' re trying to find us | |
| But we can' t follow what' s behind us | |
| Too much blind faith, it will blind us | |
| Though sometimes it' s a blessing | |
| But I remember when | |
| I still embraced you | |
| A little prayer would ease my mind | |
| Till I saw that you hide | |
| From the misery outside | |
| So I left you behind | |
| But all the other teachings | |
| That I' ve tried were about the same | |
| One grain of truth mixed | |
| With confusion caused by man | |
| Since you' re around here anyway | |
| May as well get you back on your feet again | |
| Get right back up on your feet | |
| Don' t you know we need somebody to | |
| Do some work down in the street | |
| You might just touch somebody | |
| Start to think about today | |
| Throw your robe and staff away | |
| And break away from yesterday | |
| Ah, tell me can we reach you | |
| I don' t know | |
| Still we got to go | |
| From here to there eventually | |
| While others die up against the wall | |
| You take the time to tell us all' | |
| Bout how we' re not supposed to ball | |
| You really are a riot | |
| It' s got nothin' to do with | |
| Heaven or | |
| HellWhat I do in bed, | |
| I' m not gonna tell | |
| What I' m talking about, you know dam well | |
| You really ought to try it | |
| But I remember when | |
| I still embraced you | |
| A little prayer would ease my mind | |
| Till I saw that you hide | |
| From the misery outside | |
| So I left you behind | |
| But all the other teachings | |
| That I' ve tried were about the same | |
| One grain of truth mixed | |
| With confusion caused by man | |
| But since you' re around here anyway | |
| May as well get you back on your feet again | |
| Get right back up on your feet | |
| Don' t you know we need somebody to | |
| Do some work down in the street | |
| You might just touch somebody | |
| Start to think about today | |
| Throw your robe and staff away | |
| And break away from yesterday | |
| Ah, tell me can we reach you | |
| I don' t know | |
| Still we got to go | |
| From here to there eventually | |
| Who, who, | |
| Jesus will save? | |
| It' s time we wait for | |
| His incomprehensible you see | |
| Who Jesus will save? | |
| He' s coming back | |
| And you better believe | |
| He' s coming back | |
| Don' t you believe me? | |
| Yeah |
| zuò cí : Edmonton, Kay, McJohn | |
| You' ve filled this house with things of gold | |
| While handing crumbs to the old and poor | |
| And then you preach about being pure | |
| And wonder why we' re laughing | |
| In your old way you' re trying to find us | |
| But we can' t follow what' s behind us | |
| Too much blind faith, it will blind us | |
| Though sometimes it' s a blessing | |
| But I remember when | |
| I still embraced you | |
| A little prayer would ease my mind | |
| Till I saw that you hide | |
| From the misery outside | |
| So I left you behind | |
| But all the other teachings | |
| That I' ve tried were about the same | |
| One grain of truth mixed | |
| With confusion caused by man | |
| Since you' re around here anyway | |
| May as well get you back on your feet again | |
| Get right back up on your feet | |
| Don' t you know we need somebody to | |
| Do some work down in the street | |
| You might just touch somebody | |
| Start to think about today | |
| Throw your robe and staff away | |
| And break away from yesterday | |
| Ah, tell me can we reach you | |
| I don' t know | |
| Still we got to go | |
| From here to there eventually | |
| While others die up against the wall | |
| You take the time to tell us all' | |
| Bout how we' re not supposed to ball | |
| You really are a riot | |
| It' s got nothin' to do with | |
| Heaven or | |
| HellWhat I do in bed, | |
| I' m not gonna tell | |
| What I' m talking about, you know dam well | |
| You really ought to try it | |
| But I remember when | |
| I still embraced you | |
| A little prayer would ease my mind | |
| Till I saw that you hide | |
| From the misery outside | |
| So I left you behind | |
| But all the other teachings | |
| That I' ve tried were about the same | |
| One grain of truth mixed | |
| With confusion caused by man | |
| But since you' re around here anyway | |
| May as well get you back on your feet again | |
| Get right back up on your feet | |
| Don' t you know we need somebody to | |
| Do some work down in the street | |
| You might just touch somebody | |
| Start to think about today | |
| Throw your robe and staff away | |
| And break away from yesterday | |
| Ah, tell me can we reach you | |
| I don' t know | |
| Still we got to go | |
| From here to there eventually | |
| Who, who, | |
| Jesus will save? | |
| It' s time we wait for | |
| His incomprehensible you see | |
| Who Jesus will save? | |
| He' s coming back | |
| And you better believe | |
| He' s coming back | |
| Don' t you believe me? | |
| Yeah |