Lips In the Hills - Live at the Old Waldorf, San Francisco, CA - September 1980

Hey, it is the beginning of a long evening
 We're gonna play a little while here for you
 Gonna play you some old, some gold some mold
 Right now we wanna play some "Cultosaurus" for ya
 Here's "Lips"
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 I am gripped, by what I cannot tell
 Have I slipped or have I merely fell
 I feel gypped, my senses telling lies
 I've been stiffed by serpent's soundless cries, oh
 Up in the hills, an apparition
 It's filling me with superstition
 A fiery night, the night that I saw
 The night that I saw, the night that I saw
 Lips, lips, lips
 Lips in the hills
 I'm so flipped snared by hidden claws
 I've been t-t-tripped, I'm crawling on all fours
 I've been stripped, the insulation's gone
 I wish I'd slept to waking in the morn, so tired
 Up in the sky, beyond the chasm
 My eyes behold a rare phantasm
 Yeah, the godless night, the night that I saw
 The night that I saw, the night that I saw
 Lips, lips, lips
 Lips in the hills
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 I am gripped, by what I cannot tell
 Have I slipped or have I merely fell
 I feel gypped, my senses telling lies
 I've been stiffed by serpent's soundless cries
 Up in the hills, an apparition
 Filling me with superstition
 That fiery night, the night that I saw
 The night that I saw, the night that I saw
 Lips, lips, lips
 I'm talking 'bout lips, lips, lips
 Lips in the hills