The Night Time is the Right Time
performed by Creedence Clearwater Revival

Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch. Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm singing, CHORUS: Doo, doo, doo, Looking out my back door. There's a giant doing cartwheels, A statue wearing high heels. Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. A dinosaur Victrola listening to Buck Owens. CHORUS Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride on the flying spoon? Doo, doo doo. Wond'rous apparition provided by magician. CHORUS Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride on the flying spoon? Doo, doo doo. Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. CHORUS Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. CHORUS

Whoa, thought it was a nightmare, Lo, its all so true, They told me, dont go walkin slow cause devils on the loose. Chorus: Better run through the jungle, Better run through the jungle, Better run through the jungle, Woa, dont look back to see. Thought I heard a rumblin Callin to my name, Two hundred million guns are loaded Satan cries, take aim! Chorus Over on the mountain Thunder magic spoke, Let the people know my wisdom, Fill the land with smoke. Chorus

Someone told me long ago theres a calm before the storm, I know; its been comin for some time. When its over, so they say, itll rain a sunny day, I know; shinin down like water. Chorus: I want to know, have you ever seen the rain? I want to know, have you ever seen the rain Comin down on a sunny day? Yesterday, and days before, sun is cold and rain is hard, I know; been that way for all my time. til forever, on it goes through the circle, fast and slow, I know; it cant stop, I wonder. Chorus Yeah! Chorus

Some folks are born made to wave the flag, ooh, they're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief", oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no, Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, don't they help themselves? oh. But when the taxman come to the door, Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no. Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes, ooh, they send you down to war, Lord, And when you ask them, how much should we give, oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, SON, NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, NO NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, son son son