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Grand Funk
(Red Album)

29 December 1969
Capitol
Recorded at Cleveland Recording Company Studios
Line up:

Don Brewer: Drums, Vocals
Mark Farner: Guitar, Harmonica, Keyboards, Vocals
Mel Schacher: Bass, Vocals


 
Side A:
  1. Got This Thing on the Move - 4:38
  2. Please Don't Worry - 4:19
    (Don Brewer/Farner)
  3. High Falootin' Woman - 3:00
  4. Mr. Limousine Driver - 4:26
  5. In Need - 7:52
Side B:
  1. Winter and My Soul - 6:38
  2. Paranoid - 7:50
  3. Inside Looking Out - 9:31
    (John Lomax, Alan Lomax, Eric Burdon, Bryan Chas Chandler)
All songs written by Mark Farner except where noted

Got This Thing on the Move
Mark Farner

Come on over to my side
It's where you wanna' be
Come along for the joy ride
And let your mama see
Ain't no way to deny it
If it's in your soul
You don't know 'till you try it
Baby let the good time roll
Let me taste your life
Let me fill your stream
Let me make you feel it right now
Just lay back and dream
Got this thing on the move, it's beginin'
Got a strange kind of feeling, under my skin
I hear my baby knockin'
At my front door
She knows what I got
She wants some more
And when it's all over
I start to come down
Thing just rest in place
I leave the ground

Please Don't Worry
Don Brewer/Farner

If somebody tells you "Look out boy,"
"That stuff you're doin's way too strong."
Pay them no mind, just give us time
Keep your head, you can't do no wrong
Please don't worry 'bout no jury
There's so many of us anyway
If somebody tries to bust you
'Cause you had their daughter late last night
Don't get me wrong
But you must be strong and you just can't get uptight
Please don't worry 'bout no jury
There's so many of us anyway
If somebody says you look funny
'Cause the way you dress to them ain't right
Say "Hey can't you see, you look funny to me?"
"But I'm just tryin' to be polite."
Please don't worry 'bout no jury
There's so many of us anyway
Please don't worry 'bout no jury
There's so many of us anyway
Please don't worry, 'bout no jury,
There's so many, of us anyway

High Falootin' Woman
Mark Farner

I can see you comin' mama yes you're movin' on down the line
I can see you comin' mama yes you're movin' on down the line
You done have left a thousand men and they're all back there cryin'
She's a high falootin' woman and she just can't do no wrong
She's a high falootin' woman and she just can't do no wrong
She gonna' cry some day and I know it can't be too long
She got hips like she oughta and Lord she can make 'em move
She got hips like she oughta and Lord she can make 'em move
And she'll do anything to make you get in her groove
Lord have mercy on you woman and your wicked soul
Lord have mercy on you woman and your wicked soul
'Cause that high falootin' woman gonna' live 'till she's a hundred years old

Mr. Limousine Driver
Mark Farner

Hey Mr. Limousine driver can I ask you a favor please?
Let her in my door and don't look back here no more
I know you can do it with ease
Although we're on our way from the show and you don't like to get off the track
Please Mr. Chauffeur let's talk things over 'cause she says she loves me and that's a fact
Can you hear what I'm sayin'
It's not like I'm prayin'
You know because you've done it before
So why make me wait
Please don't hesitate
Just get back here and let her in my door
Hey Mr. Limousine driver I know you know where it's at
Too late will be later
You just read your evening paper
And don't worry 'bout what's goin' on in back
Hey, Mr. Limousine driver
Hey, Mr. Limousine driver

In Need
Mark Farner

Hey hey mama
Mama what you tryin' to do?
You keep on talkin' to me
'Till your face turns blue
Well do you think I'm a young boy
Yet to make up my mind?
Well I'm just castin' all my toys
I'm gonna leave what's behind me behind
I'm gonna leave what's behind me behind
I saw an old high school friend
Just the other day
He didn't ask me how I'd been
He asked me how was my pay
Now do you call this a friendship?
Judging from what I said
If you do I've a real tip
Ain't nobody gonna know about my bread
Ain't nobody gonna know about my bread, Yah yah yaaaaahhh...
If you got somebody, that you can trust to the very end
I said if you do I want to be like you
'Cause you sure got a real good friend
You sure got a real good friend
Friend
Friend
Yah...
Woah...
Woah...
Woah... get it
Woah.. yah... get it
Aaaaahhh... Woah
C'mon... c'mon
Yah... yah
Yah
Woah
Yah... woah... get it
Yah

Winter and My Soul
Mark Farner

I see a pear falling down from the tree
Winter is coming and it's plain to see
I spend the cold nights in my lonely room
Is it the winter to which I am doomed?
Cold is the snow that will cover the ground
I feel the presence of tears falling down
Is it for pity or vain that I cry?
Color is gone and the grass it must die
Winter brings sadness that empties my soul
Life is too short for a dog growing old
He used to follow and play at my heel
Love from his heart I no longer can feel

Paranoid
Mark Farner

Did you ever have that feeling in your life
That someone was watching you?
You don't have no reason that's right
But still he's there watching you
Someone is waiting just outside the door
To take you away
Everybody knows just what he's there for
To take you away
But you don't know why he's there waiting
But you don't know why he's there waiting
Spent too much time anticipating
Spent too much time anticipating
Did you ever think it could be you
That's just outside the door?
There's just one way to find out if it's true
So what you waiting for?
Oh get yourself together now my friend
And step outside the pad
If there's no one waiting for you there my friend
I think you should be glad
But who wasn't there that you should look out for?
Who wasn't there that you should look out for?
Get back inside go on and shut the door
Get back inside go on and shut the door
You don't have nobody, don't need nobody, can't love nobody, you're better off by yourself
You ain't feelin' too bad, you're driving me mad, and say you're glad, you're better off by yourself
You don't have nobody, don't need nobody, can't love nobody, you're better off by yourself
You ain't feelin' too bad, you're driving me mad, and say you're glad, you're better off by yourself
Whoooaaaaa...

Inside Looking Out
John Lomax, Alan Lomax, Eric Burdon, Bryan Chas Chandler

I'm sitting here lonely like a broken man
I serve my time doin' the best I can
Walls and bars they surround me
But I don't want no sympathy
No baby, no baby, all I need is some tender lovin'
To keep me sane in this burning oven
And when my time is up
You'll be my reefer
Life gets worse on God's green earth
Be my reefer, got to keep smokin' that thing
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I said now baby... baby,
Yes I'm beggin'... I'm beggin'
Makes me feel good... feel good,
Yes I feel good... ahhhhh...
Yes I feel alright... feel alright
yes I feel alright ... feel alright
Yes I feel alright... ahhhhh
Ohhhhh
Ice cold water runnin' through my veins
They try and drag me back to work again
Pain and blisters on my mind and hands
I work all day making up a... a burlap bag
The oats they're feeding me are driving me wild
I feel all happy like a new born child
Now when my time is up you wait and see
These walls and bars won't keep that stuff from me
No, no, baby, won't keep that stuff from me
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I need you right now mama
I need you right now baby
Right by my side honey
Oh and I love
Make me feel alright
Yes I, yes I, yes I, I, I...
You better come on up and get down with me
I'll make you feel real good
Just you wait and see
Make me feel alright
Yes now I feel alright
Yes I, yes I, yes I, I...