Death Trip (LA & Detroit Rehearsals, 1973)

Say hey, hey
Say hey, hey, hey
Honey, honey, yeah, yeah
Say yeah, yeah, yeah

Alright

And now my four-wheel'll steer you ’round
Some can drive you blind
My voodoo-master, my machine, baby, will not stand in line
A sick boy, sick boy goin' 'round, baby, lose its grip
Baby, wanna take you out with me, come along on my death trip
My death trip
Honey, my death trip
Honey, honey, my death trip
Baby, my death trip

Alright

Now tell me, do you care for me?
Once I cared for you
Honey, come and be my enemy so I can love you true
A sick boy, sick boy fading out, lеarning to be cruel
Baby, wait me in thе heat
Turn me loose on you, loose on you
Honey, loose on you
Honey, loose on you
Honey, loose on you

Turn me, turn me loose on you
Turn me, turn me loose on you
Turn me, turn me loose on you
Turn me, turn me, turn me loose
Say I’ll rip you

Say I'll rip you, you'll rip me
Honey, we're going down in history
Say I'll rip you, you'll rip me
Honey, we're going down in history
We're going down
We’re going down
We’re going down
We're going down
Going down
Going down

Blow my cool, bite my lip
See me thrill on my death trip
Furious slave, hear me, saint
You can save me and everything
Save me
Save me
Save me
Save me
Save me

You’re gonna save me, alright
You're gonna save me, yeah

You're gonna save me, save me, save me now
Save me, save me, save me now
Save me, save me, save me now
Save me, save me, save me now

I say I'll stick you
You’ll stick me
I say I'll stick you down
You'll stick me
I say I'll rip you
You'll rip me