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