Magic Mountain

It is a fine bit of feeling that you just can't have If you never have felt it you never felt alive It is a juke-joint chain down an older road A pump giving in, passing along Take a trip up magic mountain Sing whoa Let the feeling free your soul Take a drink, straight from the fountain Sing whoa A view from the top, stops you dead in your track The sun isn't moving, the future is in the past It is a wild kind of walkway up on back in the woods Rolling in the grass ain't never felt so good I have proof from the forgotten wicked witch in the west I got my name but I passed the test Take a trip up magic mountain Sing whoa Let the feeling free your soul Take a drink, straight from the fountain Sing whoa A view from the top, stops you dead in your track The sun isn't moving, the future is in the past