Throwing Stones - Grateful Dead

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And the current fashions set the pace
Lose your step, fall out of grace
And the radical, he rant and rage,
Singing "someone got to turn the page!"

And the rich man in his summer home,
Singing "just leave well enough alone!"
But his pants are down, his cover's blown

And the politicians throwing stones
So the kids they dance they shake their bones
Cause its all too clear were on our own
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
(ashes, ashes all fall down)

Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
It's dizzying, the possibilities

Ashes, ashes all fall down
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Throwing Stones Lyrics

Picture a bright blue ball
Just spinning, spinning free
Dizzy with eternity

Paint it with a skin of sky,
Brush in some clouds and sea
Call it home for you and me

A peaceful place or so it looks from space
[A] closer look reveals the human race

Full of hope, full of grace is the human face
But afraid we may lay our home to waste

There's a fear down here we can't forget
Hasn't got a name just yet
Always awake, always around
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
(ashes, ashes all fall down)

Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime falls
And again the hunt begins, and again the bloodwind calls

By and by again, the morning sun will rise
[But] the darkness never goes from some mens eyes (oh no)
It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets
It's taking turf, dividing up meat

Nightmare spook, piece of heat
It's you and me,
You and me

Flashblade in ghetto night
Rudies looking for a fight
Rat cat alley roll them bones
Need that cash to feed that jones

And the politicians throwing stones
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
(ashes, ashes all fall down)

Commissars and pin-striped bosses roll the dice
Any way they fall, guess who gets to pay the price

Money green, the proletarian gray
Selling guns instead of food today

So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
While the politicians throwing stones
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
(ashes, ashes all fall down)

Heartless powers try to tell us what to think
If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink
History's page will be neatly carved in stone
The future's here - we are it - we are on our own
(on our own, on our own! On our own!)

If the game is lost then we're all the same
No one left to place or take the blame

We will leave this place an empty stone
Oh that shinning ball
We can call our home

So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
While the politicians are throwing stones
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
(ashes, ashes all fall down)

Shooting powders back and forth
Singing black goes south while white comes north
And the whole world full of petty wars
Singing "I got mine and you got yours"

And the current fashions set the pace
Lose your step, fall out of grace
And the radical, he rant and rage,
Singing "someone got to turn the page!"

And the rich man in his summer home,
Singing "just leave well enough alone!"
But his pants are down, his cover's blown

And the politicians throwing stones
So the kids they dance they shake their bones
Cause its all too clear were on our own
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
(ashes, ashes all fall down)

Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
It's dizzying, the possibilities

Ashes, ashes all fall down
(ashes, ashes all fall down)

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The Grateful Dead was a rock band that formed in 1965 in San Francisco, California, United States from the remnants of another band, "Mother McCree's Uptown Jug Champions," The Grateful Dead were known for their unique and eclectic songwriting style which fused elements of rock, folk music, bluegrass, blues, country, and jazz, and also for live performances of long modal jams. The group disbanded immediately after the death of singer/guitarist Jerry Garcia in 1995, although the surviving band members have since performed together under a number of other names, including The Other Ones, The Dead, Furthur, Dead & Company, and others.

The Grateful Dead consisted of: Jerry Garcia (vocals, guitar; 1965-1995), Bob Weir (guitar, vocals; 1965-1995), Phil Lesh (bass, vocals; 1965-1995), Bill Kreutzmann (drums, 1965-1995), Mickey Hart (drums; 1965-1970, 1974-1995), Ron "Pigpen" McKernan (keyboards, organ, harmonica, vocals; 1965-1972), Tom Constanten (piano; 1968-1970), Keith Godchaux (keyboards; 1971-1979), Donna Jean Godchaux (vocals; 1971-1979), Brent Mydland (keyboards, vocals; 1979-1990), Bruce Hornsby (keyboards; 1990-1992) and Vince Welnick (keyboards; 1990-1995). All of these members, with the exception of Hornsby (who was their induction presenter), were inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in 1994. Lyricist Robert Hunter - who wrote many of the band's songs - is often considered to be an unofficial member of the band and was also inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame with the rest of the band.

Some fans followed them from concert to concert for years. These "Deadheads" were renowned for their dedication to the band's music. Many followers referred to the band simply as The Dead.

The Grateful Dead, known then as the Warlocks, became the de facto resident band of Ken Kesey's Merry Pranksters, with the early sound heavily influenced by Kesey's LSD-soaked Acid Tests. Their musical influences varied widely with input from the psychedelic music of the era, combined with blues, jazz, rock and roll, and bluegrass. These various influences were distilled into a diverse and psychedelic whole that made the Grateful Dead "the pioneering Godfathers of the jam band world."

One of the most notable things about the Grateful Dead is their duration. They were together for thirty years, stopping only upon the death of Jerry Garcia in 1995. Their output, comprised mainly of a vast number of recorded concerts, is unmatched by any other band.

The music of the Grateful Dead lives on through many tribute bands as well as projects of the rest of the band. These remaining members did perform together for a while as The Other Ones and later on as The Dead. As The Other Ones, Phil Lesh, Bob Weir, Bill Kreutzman, Warren Haynes (Govt Mule), and Jeff Chimenti (Ratdog), began touring in the spring of 2009. The Dead's music continues today as Phil Lesh and Friends and Ratdog (Bob Weir solo). Phil Lesh and Bob Weir formed the band Furthur in 2009 and also went touring.

To celebrate the 50th anniversary of Grateful Dead, four original members — Mickey Hart, Bill Kreutzmann, Phil Lesh, and Bob Weir — reunited for final performances together at Chicago's Soldier Field. “Fare Thee Well: Celebrating 50 Years of Grateful Dead" took place over three nights on July 3, 4, and 5, 2015. The band was joined by Trey Anastasio (guitar), Jeff Chimenti (keyboards), and Bruce Hornsby (piano). Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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