Words: Kantner, Slick, Balin, Blackman   Music: Kantner      The summer was dry like your nose when you've been behind coke for a day and a    season   We sail out into the grasshopper nite and we seek the righteous poison   Sunday morning in speedway, y'know the people come around for a reason   SUNDAY MORNIN SUNDAY MORNIN   The land is green and you make it grow, go to the forest and move   The sound of thundering electrical energy calls us to the park in the noon   C'mon anybody-now fill my pipe * to the park * to the forest and move      When I feel you coming round me - ridin in the sun   Goin home move your mind toward Mars and then beyond   Genesis is not the answer to what we had before   I we altogether in you      You know I remember the 23rd of November   In the abyss of Chicago you can see the barbed wire - pigs around a lot of    nothin   The witch hunters wail and they bark and they wheeze and they try to turn us    into their poison      You know - a starship circlin in the sky - it ought to be ready by 1990   They'll be buildin it up in the air even since 1980   People with a clever plan can assume the role of the mighty   and HIJACK THE STARSHIP   Carry 7000 people past the sun   And our babes'll wander naked thru the cities of the universe   Cmon   free minds, free bodies, free dope, free music   the day is on its way the day is ours      You breathe out You breathe in   And the glow of the machine'll get you on   Moving slow, don't feel the changes    Gracefully growing - as wild as we can be      Only the sun knows what we really need to know   Only the sun holds the secret   And more than human can we be   Cause human's truly locked   To this planetary circle      You gotta ride said the Doktor of space   I have lived here once before   The lites in the nite are a village of stars   Of stars that I have explored   Beyond the idea of beyond the void   And beyond that and more   Parallel lines in this village of stars   Will lead you to the second door   Time won't wait for the Doktor of space from the city of the sun to come      WHERE DO YOU GO FROM HERE   CHAOS OR COMMUNITY   CAN'T YOU SEE - ON THIS AND FUTURE SUNDAYS      7000 Gypsies swirlin together   Offering to the sun in the name of the weather   Gonna Hijack - HIJACK THE STARSHIP