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(drumsticks rhythmically tapped together) (crowd noise fades) (The Black Crowes "Gone") (rhythmic, upbeat music) (percussive upbeat music continues) (rhythmic music continues with guitar more prominent) (rhythmic music continues) ♪ Save me ♪ ♪ Save me, baby ♪ ♪ Save me from this season's dead air ♪ ♪ Take, take, come on and take me, baby ♪ ♪ When I'm blind and, and I'm naked ♪ ♪ Scared, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Ooh ♪ ♪ I get so scared ♪ (rhythmic upbeat music continues) ♪ Ah!

♪ ♪ Burn!

♪ ♪ Want you to burn me, baby ♪ ♪ Burn me ♪ ♪ Cover your eyes with my ashes ♪ ♪ Say I want you to to say a little prayer for me, baby ♪ ♪ Sit back and watch my divine spark flash, yeah ♪ ♪ Gone ♪ ♪ Good riddance, I'm gone ♪ ♪ Gone ♪ ♪ In a wasted way ♪ ♪ Wasted my way, I'm gone ♪ (rhythmic upbeat music continues with guitar solo) ♪ Want you to pull ♪ ♪ So push and pull on me, babe ♪ ♪ I dig your fingernails, full of fur ♪ ♪ Come on, want you to stab me, baby ♪ ♪ Do it, do it, you know it don't hurt, no, no ♪ ♪ Gone ♪ ♪ Good riddance, I'm gone ♪ ♪ Gone ♪ ♪ In a wasted way ♪ ♪ Wasted my way, I'm gone ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ (guitar-driven rhythmic music continues) (guitar-driven rhythmic music continues) ("Gone" continues) ♪ Baby ♪ ♪ Uh, uh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Want you to jinx me ♪ ♪ Come on, jinx me, baby ♪ ♪ Oh, yeah, you're so beautiful, beautiful like a fool ♪ ♪ Come on and remove me, baby ♪ ♪ Dilated, burned, ha!

♪ ♪ Gone ♪ ♪ Good riddance, I'm gone ♪ ♪ Gone ♪ ♪ In a wasted way ♪ ♪ Ah, ah ♪ ♪ Gone ♪ ♪ Good riddance, I'm gone ♪ ♪ Gone ♪ ♪ Wasted away ♪ ♪ Wasted my way, I'm gone ♪ ♪ Gone ♪ (audience applauding and cheering) - Thank you.

The other part tonight is we get to play a bunch of things that we, if we haven't played them ever, we haven't played in a long time.

And for all the lovers here tonight, for all the poets, for everyone involved in Romanticism, we'd like to play something called "Tied Up and Swallowed".

("Tied Up and Swallowed") ♪ Hey, hey ♪ (propulsive upbeat rock music) ♪ Yeah!

♪ ♪ I forgot I found you tied up and swallowed ♪ ♪ A mess with the magic and the knot ♪ ♪ You touch my teeth and say you like the way I bite ya ♪ ♪ Sin, skin, sounds wrong, but it's not ♪ ♪ Unh!

♪ ♪ Everybody says you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Well, I think, they oughta know ♪ ♪ Everybody says you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Baby, yes they know, come on ♪ ("Tied Up and Swallowed" continues) ♪ Touch from up above and touch between your legs ♪ ♪ Which one, baby, burns, ha ♪ ♪ You've been touched so many times, so many ways ♪ ♪ Come on, baby, who gets hurt ♪ ♪ Everybody says you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Well, I guess they know ♪ ♪ Everybody says you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Baby, now they know, let's go ♪ (guitar solo continues) (upbeat propulsive music continues) (guitar solo continues) (rhythmic upbeat music continues) ♪ Guitar!

♪ (guitar solo continues) ♪ Oh, yeah ♪ ♪ Oh, yeah ♪ ♪ Everybody says you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Baby, I don't know ♪ ♪ Everybody says that you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Oh, 'cause they know what they know, ha ♪ ♪ Everybody says you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Baby, what they know?

♪ ♪ Everybody says you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Baby, now I know ♪ (upbeat rock music continues) (rhythmic music begins to slow) (guitars dialogue) (music slowly comes to a final crescendo) (music stops) (audience applauding and cheering) Thank you.

We were always writing songs.

I mean, we still, it's the same, the same thing, we write songs, and then we play them in this band.

That's pretty much it.

(audience laughing) Yeah.

And it is funny when, like I said, 'cause it makes you, it demands you to remember things.

So, we make "Shake Your Money Maker".

It was a big success.

We make "Southern Harmony".

It's, like, number one record.

It's big all over the world, I imagine, at least some places.

(audience laughing) So it's our first time going to Japan, Australia, and New Zealand, so we have these two big records, and we go on tour and we open with this that no one's ever heard.

It's called "Exit".

("Exit" begins) (rhythmic guitar music builds) (drums and percussion come in) (percussion continues and keyboards join) (all the instruments drive the blues rock beat) (rhythmic music continues) (upbeat rock music continues and builds) (the drums signal a change and the guitars follow) (upbeat rock music continues) (rhythmic rock music continues) (blues-rock rhythmic music continues) ♪ Never fought with these dark clouds, ha ♪ ♪ Nor the handful of rain ♪ ♪ Today my dust hit my pavement, unh ♪ ♪ Went overboard again ♪ ♪ Yeah, I've heard the songs of protest, yes ♪ ♪ So much reason for the rage ♪ ♪ People so blind in their conquest ♪ ♪ They forgot the title page ♪ ♪ Unh ♪ ♪ So don't you pity me ♪ ♪ Well, misplace my intentions ♪ ♪ Don't, don't mistake me ♪ ♪ This is no illusion ♪ ♪ This is an exit ♪ (blues-inflected rock music continues) (propulsive rock music continues) ("Exit" music continues) ♪ I've been your trophy ♪ ♪ Yes, and I've been your hole ♪ ♪ I've been your constellation ♪ ♪ I've been your constitution ♪ ♪ I've been your parole ♪ ♪ So if you want to try and beat me ♪ ♪ Be prepared for a shock ♪ ♪ 'Cause, baby, baby, with your crime ♪ ♪ Yeah, you will find who holds the key and holds the lock ♪ ♪ Don't you pity me ♪ ♪ Call me a desert ♪ ♪ Well, don't mistake me ♪ ♪ Oh, don't call me deserter ♪ ♪ This is an exit ♪ ♪ Exit, exit, exit ♪ ♪ Let's go ♪ (hard-driving rock music continues) (upbeat music continues) (guitar flourishes add texture to the rhythm) (the drummer keeps a steady, driving beat) (the lead guitar continues to add color and texture) (the bass supports the riffs) (the upbeat rock music continues) (the guitar solo continues) ♪ Well, don't you pity me, yeah ♪ ♪ Don't you misplace my intentions ♪ ♪ Yeah, don't mistake me ♪ ♪ No, this is no illusion ♪ ♪ This is an exit, exit, exit ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ This is a ♪ ♪ Oh, yeah ♪ (the propulsive music grows in intensity) (the music continues to intensify) (the music begins to soften and slow) ♪ Baby ♪ (audience applauding and cheering) It was at that time at the concert in Tokyo where all the people looked around and said, "That's not 'Jealous Again.'

What the..." (audience laughing) "What are they doing?"

The first single from "Amorica" is a song called "A Conspiracy".

("A Conspiracy" begins) ♪ Go ♪ (upbeat harder-edged rock music) (a bluesy rhythm takes over) (the wah guitar takes the lead) ♪ Look here ♪ ♪ Say, did you ever hear the one about last year ♪ ♪ Said it was all a lie ♪ ♪ Ain't it funny how the time flies ♪ ♪ So what you gonna do, babe ♪ ♪ What's left for us to prove ♪ ♪ I've never stolen nothin', no, no, no, no ♪ ♪ Not a thing ♪ ♪ And I've always tried to stay away ♪ ♪ From this year's big thing ♪ ♪ It ain't as easy as it seems ♪ ♪ To find a mutual dream ♪ ♪ Well, can you tell me wrong from right ♪ ♪ Do you know, freeze or take flight ♪ ♪ Oh, tell me more or less ♪ ♪ I got to know, confess ♪ ♪ Don't neglect me ♪ ♪ Come and be my conspiracy ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ No, don't neglect me, babe ♪ ♪ Won't ya be my conspiracy ♪ ♪ Now you got the answer about your question, yes ♪ ♪ So try your Adam's apple ♪ ♪ You talk it, try it, like it right ♪ ♪ And now you wanna fight ♪ ♪ All right, say, let's step outside ♪ ♪ I got tradition, don't ya know it's an addition ♪ ♪ My definition, it don't hold us back ♪ ♪ What you think about that ♪ ♪ What you don't understand ♪ ♪ Very old land ♪ ♪ So, tell me wrong from right ♪ ♪ Do you know when to freeze or take flight ♪ ♪ Tell me more or less ♪ ♪ Got to know, confess, girl ♪ ♪ Don't neglect me ♪ ♪ Come and be my conspiracy ♪ ♪ Unh!

♪ ♪ No, don't neglect me, babe ♪ ♪ Won't ya be my conspiracy ♪ ♪ Yeah!

♪ (keyboards swell as the music slows) (the slower gospel-inflected tempo continues) (the tempo slows but the intensity continues) (keyboards add color and texture) ♪ Well, unh!

♪ ♪ Baby, you tell me wrong from right ♪ ♪ Do you know when to freeze or take flight ♪ ♪ Tell me more or less ♪ ♪ Got to know, confess, yeah ♪ ♪ Don't neglect me ♪ ♪ Come and be my conspiracy, yeah ♪ ♪ No, don't neglect me, babe ♪ ♪ So won't you be my conspiracy ♪ ♪ Oh yeah!

♪ ♪ Baby, don't neglect me ♪ ♪ 'Cause I want ya to be my conspiracy ♪ ♪ Yeah, I'm not playing ♪ ♪ Every night, every day.

Come on now ♪ ♪ Be my conspiracy, yeah, yeah ♪ (audience applauding and cheering) Thank you.

This song is called "Bitter Bitter You".

("Bitter Bitter You" begins) (Hard-driving solo guitar) (Drums and bass come in) ("Bitter Bitter You" continues) (Upbeat, propulsive rock continues) ♪ Sour ♪ ♪ Bitter, bitter you ♪ ♪ Ooh, it's true ♪ ♪ And I know ♪ ♪ 'Cause I've been strychnined too ♪ ♪ Ooh!

♪ ♪ A moth round the glow of your eyes ♪ ♪ Frozen, broken, beautiful, and wise ♪ ♪ Be my secret, my sanitarium too ♪ ♪ Too early for me, too late for you ♪ ♪ Ooh!

♪ (Upbeat rhythmic rock music continues) ♪ Hard like a hammer ♪ ♪ In my hand ♪ ♪ Pussy trainer ♪ ♪ In the cold steel bed ♪ ♪ One finger stuck inside her mouth ♪ ♪ All of her motives you must doubt ♪ ♪ Single-minded catastrophe ♪ ♪ Blood on the ceiling, but I can't read ♪ ♪ I could spread myself out ♪ ♪ On your floor ♪ ♪ I could be frost on your window ♪ ♪ On some cold morn ♪ ♪ I, I could empty out ♪ ♪ Your heart of scorn ♪ ♪ Oh, but will I?

♪ (Propulsive, upbeat rock music continues) (Guitar begins to pick up the tempo and intensity) ♪ Hiding from the mirror ♪ ♪ Inside your mind ♪ ♪ Astonished by all the things ♪ ♪ That you find ♪ ♪ A moth round the glow of her eyes ♪ ♪ Frozen, broken, beautiful, and wise ♪ ♪ Be my secret, my sanitarium too ♪ ♪ Too early for me, too late for you ♪ ♪ I could spread myself out ♪ ♪ On your floor ♪ ♪ I could be frost on your window ♪ ♪ On some cold morn ♪ ♪ I, I could empty out ♪ ♪ Your heart of scorn ♪ ♪ Oh, but will I?

♪ (Driving, rhythmic rock music continues) Yeah!

(Uptempo bluesy music continues) (Guitar solo above a wah rhythm guitar) (Guitars continue with propulsive bass and drums) (Guitar solo continues) (Guitar solo continues) (Bluesy rock music continues) (Guitar solo continues) (audience applauding and cheering) Merci beaucoup.

Well, this next one is from the "Amorica" record, and I always, as the years have gone by, I think it's funny.

Well, it's the greatest thing to be a lyricist and to write a song called "Nonfiction".

(audience members cheering) It's called "Nonfiction", but it's just a bunch of made up stuff.

None of it is true.

A little bit true.

("Nonfiction" begins) (Solo acoustic guitar music) (Acoustic guitar music continues as keyboards come in) (Guitar and keyboard music continues with percussion added) ♪ Well, I don't know my telephone number ♪ ♪ But you kiss good, and I'd like to ♪ ♪ See you tomorrow ♪ ♪ Babe, I don't beg ♪ ♪ I don't beg, I don't barter ♪ ♪ And if we had a child, I'd like a son ♪ ♪ And not a daughter ♪ ♪ No, 'cause she'd be just like you ♪ ♪ And you know that just would not do ♪ ♪ I'm no builder ♪ ♪ I'm no gardener ♪ ♪ I sing some songs, have a friend ♪ ♪ Who's a photographer ♪ ♪ There ain't no other language ♪ ♪ I know how to speak ♪ ♪ Some like their water shallow ♪ ♪ I like mine deep ♪ ♪ So very, very deep ♪ ♪ Tied to the bottom ♪ ♪ With a noose 'round my feet ♪ ♪ The clouds conspire ♪ ♪ Above my head ♪ ♪ I overheard them, yeah ♪ ♪ Say I wish he was dead ♪ ♪ Today the sunset ♪ ♪ Ooh!

♪ ♪ Burned my eyes ♪ ♪ In the next room ♪ ♪ I think I hear someone cry ♪ (Rhythmic rock music continues) (Electric guitar solo with acoustic rhythm guitar) (Guitar dialogue continues) You see what I'm trying to say?

♪ I like to dress up like the jury ♪ ♪ Eat like a king, to poke fun at the clergy ♪ ♪ To talk like dirt ♪ ♪ And love you like tar ♪ ♪ But never fall in too fast now ♪ ♪ North Star saying, no, no, no, no, no, no ♪ ♪ You pull your hair out ♪ ♪ I buy the drinks at the bar ♪ ♪ Clouds conspire ♪ ♪ Above my head ♪ ♪ I overheard them, and I tell ya what they say ♪ ♪ Say I wish he was dead ♪ ♪ Today the sunset, oh, unh ♪ ♪ Burned my eyes ♪ ♪ In the next room ♪ ♪ I hear someone cry ♪ (audience applauding and cheering) Thank you.

This next song, it's called "Wiser Time".

(audience members cheering) Thank you.

But it's funny, I don't think that most of our behavior was very wise, but I think that's the thing about music sometimes, that you write a song and you listen to a song, songs that I like, songwriters that I love, and it changes while you change, and hopefully, a little wisdom has snuck in there occasionally.

("Wiser Time" begins) (electric guitar opens as cymbals and keys join) (electric guitar continues) (cymbals shimmer as second guitar and bass join) (the music slowly and steadily builds) (the guitars continue their dialogue) (percussive cymbals then drums drive the rhythm) (slide electric guitar tremulously joins in) (slide guitar gains in intensity and volume) (percussion adds to the texture) ♪ No time left now for shame ♪ ♪ Horizon behind me, no more pain ♪ ♪ Windswept stars blink and smile ♪ ♪ Another song, another mile ♪ ♪ Oh oh yeah yeah ♪ (guitars and percussion continue) ♪ You read the line every time ♪ ♪ Ask me about crime in my mind ♪ ♪ Ask me why another road song ♪ ♪ Funny, but I bet you never left home ♪ ♪ Well, on a good day ♪ ♪ But it's not every day ♪ ♪ We can part the sea ♪ ♪ Bad day, no, it's not every day ♪ ♪ Glory beyond our reach ♪ ♪ Yeah!

♪ (guitar solo begins) ♪ 14 seconds till sunrise ♪ ♪ Tired but wiser for the time ♪ ♪ Lightning 30 miles away ♪ ♪ 3,000 more in two days ♪ ♪ Well, on a good day ♪ ♪ Though it's not every day ♪ ♪ We can part the sea ♪ ♪ Bad day, no, it's not every day ♪ ♪ Glory beyond our reach ♪ ♪ Yeah!

♪ (Keyboard solo begins) (Keyboard solo continues) (Bluesy rock music continues) (Keyboard solo continues) (Syncopated bluesy rock music continues) (Electric guitar solo begins) (Electric guitar solo continues) (Guitar solo continues) (Electric guitar solo continues) (Bluesy guitar solo continues) (Guitar music increases in complexity and intensity) (Handoff to the second guitar solo) (Guitar solo continues) (Bluesy guitar solo continues) (Guitar solo over a steady groove continues) (Guitar solo increases in intensity and nuance) (Guitar begins to wail) (The other guitar joins in) (Guitar duet continues) (Duet continues as the tempo quickens) ♪ Well, on, on a good day ♪ ♪ No, not every day ♪ ♪ We can part the sea ♪ ♪ Bad day, no, it's not every day ♪ ♪ Glory beyond our reach, oh, yeah ♪ ♪ A good day, no it's not every day ♪ ♪ We can part the sea ♪ ♪ Bad day, no, it's not every day ♪ ♪ Glory ♪ ♪ Glory, glory, glory, glory ♪ ♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah ♪ ♪ And I can feel it ♪ ♪ Yeah, I can feel it ♪ ♪ I said I feel it, and I'm almost there ♪ ♪ Oh, yeah, I'm almost there ♪ ♪ Glory ♪ Alright.

(audience applauding and cheering) Alright, this is the first diss track we ever wrote.

Started to be... (guitar riffing) And then, uh... I'm just kidding.

Well, it is kind of, it was kind of a... We didn't have a title for the song, and I was looking around, and one of our road cases, it said, "P 25 London."

And it was production case number 25, headed to London, so that's it.

(audience whistling and applauding) The most famous case in all The Black Crowes catalog.

It's the worst rock opera ever.

(audience laughing) ("P.25 London" begins) (Guitar and bass start and harmonica joins in) (Harmonica continues) (Harmonica continues to wail) ♪ I am a cobweb, uh ♪ ♪ In the corner of the room ♪ ♪ I tell you, I built myself a boat, babe ♪ ♪ So go on and cry me a monsoon ♪ ♪ Get busy on it, baby ♪ ♪ And while you're at it, make it deep ♪ ♪ Imagine how surprised all the kids will be ♪ ♪ Empty bottles, saviors, they crawl ♪ ♪ That has always been and will always be ♪ ♪ There's a hornet's nest in my head, come and save me ♪ (Harmonica solo begins again) (Wailing, percussive harmonica continues) (Bluesy rock music continues) ♪ If I don't say nothing ♪ ♪ Don't say nothing ♪ ♪ You say, come on, tell us what to do ♪ ♪ So I tell ya, this is just how I live ♪ ♪ Somebody else calls it news ♪ Sing it!

♪ That's yesterday ♪ ♪ Yesterday's news ♪ ♪ Imagine how surprised all the kids will be ♪ ♪ Empty bottles, saviors, they crawl ♪ ♪ That has always been and will always be ♪ ♪ There's a hornet's nest in my head, come and save me ♪ ♪ Do it, girl ♪ (guitar solo begins) (wailing guitar solo continues) (slide guitar solo continues) ♪ Imagine how surprised all the kids will be ♪ ♪ Empty bottles, saviors, they crawl ♪ ♪ That has always been and will always be ♪ ♪ There's a hornet's nest in my head, come and save me ♪ ♪ Save me ♪ ♪ Save me ♪ ♪ Save me ♪ ♪ Save me, save me, yeah ♪ ♪ That's all right ♪ ♪ That's all right ♪ (music intensifies) ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ (music continues to intensify) (the music continues in intensity then begins to slow) (the song draws to a close) Yeah!

(audience applauding and cheering) Thank you.

Well alright.

This song's called "High Head Blues".

And this is The Black Crowes.

This is a lot of our story.

("High Head Blues" begins) What's that?

(guitar and percussion take the lead) (guitar continues over a syncopated beat) (the sounds of a guiro come in) (guitar, guiro, and drums continue) (the second guitar joins in) (the steady beat continues with intermittent guitar) ♪ Sometimes ♪ ♪ I have a ghetto in my mind ♪ ♪ And other times ♪ ♪ Sunshine high head fine ♪ ♪ In between ♪ ♪ When I get cold, I get old, and I get mean ♪ ♪ Intertwined with country pride ♪ ♪ Open and kind ♪ ♪ This draws a line ♪ ♪ Sorry to coin a phrase ♪ ♪ And on either side ♪ ♪ There is wisdom and rage ♪ ♪ Keeping track of time ♪ ♪ I'm always racing with our age ♪ ♪ Sometimes, ya sleep with snakes ♪ ♪ Forget that you showed up late ♪ ♪ It ain't worth it ♪ ♪ Charmed life it is ♪ ♪ They tell you so ♪ ♪ I got a very good idea ♪ ♪ Ain't like they say is so ♪ ♪ If it is, let me go ♪ (swinging bluesy rock music) (percussion beat then keyboards join) ♪ Any day ♪ ♪ There might be hell to pay ♪ ♪ In other ways ♪ ♪ That makes it seem okay ♪ ♪ I won't tell you just what I mean ♪ ♪ It ain't a plot, baby, ain't a scheme ♪ ♪ Just want a little peace in my mind ♪ ♪ Baby, do you know the word kind ♪ ♪ Will ya be more kind?

♪ ♪ Charmed life it is ♪ ♪ They tell ya so ♪ ♪ I got a very good idea ♪ ♪ Ain't like they say is so ♪ ♪ If it is, let me go ♪ ♪ Oh no ♪ ♪ Oh, yeah, oh, come on ♪ ♪ Yeah, I said, get down, get down ♪ (hard driving guitar solo begins) (keyboards join in) (guitar solo continues over a steady beat) (bluesy guitar solo continues) (bluesy guitar solo intensifies) (rhythmic beat changes to a slower tempo) ♪ Yeah ♪ (audience applauding and cheering) Where we've been is a part of who we are and is a part of where we're going, you know?

(audience cheering) ("Remedy" begins) Hey!

(upbeat bluesy rock music) (guitar riff adds texture) (rhythmic beat continues) (upbeat bluesy rock music continues) (piano vamp interweaves with the rhythmic rock music) ♪ Say baby, baby, why can't you sit still ♪ ♪ Who killed that bird up on your window sill ♪ ♪ Are you the reason that it broke its back ♪ ♪ Tell me, did I see you, baby, laugh about that ♪ ♪ You're what I'm dreaming of, just like a dream ♪ ♪ Yeah, won't ya let me prove it to you, what I mean ♪ ♪ I'm gonna touch you down deep inside, babe ♪ ♪ Yeah, won't you let it slide ♪ ♪ Can I have some remedy ♪ ♪ Remedy ♪ ♪ Remedy for me, please ♪ ♪ Want it ♪ ♪ Need it ♪ ♪ If I had some remedy ♪ ♪ Some reme- remedy ♪ ♪ I'd take enough to please me ♪ ♪ Take enough ♪ (bluesy Southern rock music continues) (New Orleans-style piano continues over the upbeat rhythm) ♪ Say baby, baby, why you dye your hair?

♪ ♪ Why you always keeping with your mother's dare?

♪ ♪ So what you do, said I know you too, ha ♪ ♪ Tell me, did those other children scold on you?

♪ ♪ Yeah, gonna bring it on just like a dream ♪ ♪ Yeah, will you let me prove it to you, what I mean?

♪ ♪ I'm gonna touch you, baby, deep inside ♪ ♪ Yeah, won't you let it glide ♪ ♪ Can I have some remedy ♪ ♪ Remedy ♪ ♪ Remedy for me, please ♪ ♪ Oh yeah!

♪ ♪ And I need it ♪ ♪ If I had some remedy ♪ ♪ A little remedy ♪ ♪ I'd take enough to please me ♪ ♪ Take enough ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ (guitar solo begins over bluesy beat) ♪ That's all right ♪ (guitar solo continues) (upbeat bluesy rock music continues) (music shifts to electric piano and percussion) (electric guitar wails into the mix) ♪ Need a remedy ♪ ♪ For what is ailin' me, so can't ya see ♪ ♪ Remedy ♪ ♪ Every little thing ♪ ♪ Want it ♪ ♪ For, for, for, for, for can you feel it?

♪ ♪ Ooh, uh, uh ♪ ♪ I want it 'cause I love you, baby, baby ♪ ♪ Do ya want it, want it?

♪ ♪ And I need it ♪ ♪ Baby ♪ ♪ Just wanna shout about it ♪ ♪ Want that remedy, remedy, remedy, remedy, ♪ ♪ Remedy, remedy, remedy, remedy ♪ ♪ Want it, need it ♪ ♪ Ooh, go and get it, now ♪ ♪ Can I have some ♪ ♪ Remedy ♪ ♪ Remedy, yeah ♪ ♪ Remedy for me, please ♪ ♪ And I want it ♪ ♪ And I need it ♪ ♪ If I had some remedy ♪ ♪ I need a remedy ♪ ♪ I'd take enough to please me ♪ ♪ To please moi ♪ ♪ Oh, baby ♪ ♪ Oh, baby girl ♪ (the music begins to slow) (a short coda draws the song to a close) Thank y'all!

(audience applauding and cheering) ("Tied Up and Swallowed" intro plays) ("Tied Up and Swallowed" continues) ♪ I forgot I found you tied up and swallowed ♪ ♪ A mess with the magic and the knot ♪ ♪ You touch my teeth and say you like the way I bite ya ♪ ♪ Sin, skin ♪ ♪ sounds wrong, but it's not ♪ ♪ Everybody says ♪ ♪ You're such a pity ♪ ♪ Well, I think ♪ ♪ They ought to know ♪ ♪ Everybody says you're such a pity ♪ ♪ Baby, yes, they know, come on ♪ ("Tied Up and Swallowed" fades out) - [Narrator] This episode of "Recorded Live at Analog" features music from The Black Crowes' new deluxe reissue of "Amorica", available wherever you get music.

- [Narrator] Funding for this series has been provided in part by the following.

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