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  • 作词 : Kantner, Slick, Yu
    I want to ride the tiger
    I want to ride the tiger
    It will be black and white in the dead of night
    Eyes flashing in the clear moonlight
    I want to ride the tiger.
    It's like a tear in the hands of a western man
    Tell you about salt, carbon and water
    But a tear to a chinese man
    He'll tell you about sadness and sorrow or the love of a man and
    A woman.
    I want to ride the tiger
    I want to sail through the risin' sun for you and you
    We got something to learn from the other side
    Something to give, we got nothing to hide
    I want to ride the tiger.
    Black wants out of the streets
    Yellow wants the country
    Red wants the country back
    And white wants out of this world
    Sing - sing to the sky
    I want to ride the tiger
    I want to ride the tiger.
    Look to the summer of seventy-five
    All the world is gonna come alive
    Do you want to ride the tiger?
    It's like a tear in the hands of a western man
    Tell you about salt, carbon and water
    But a tear to an oriental man
    He'll tell you about sadness and sorrow or the love of a man and
    A woman.
  • 作词 : Kantner, Slick, Yu
    I want to ride the tiger
    I want to ride the tiger
    It will be black and white in the dead of night
    Eyes flashing in the clear moonlight
    I want to ride the tiger.
    It's like a tear in the hands of a western man
    Tell you about salt, carbon and water
    But a tear to a chinese man
    He'll tell you about sadness and sorrow or the love of a man and
    A woman.
    I want to ride the tiger
    I want to sail through the risin' sun for you and you
    We got something to learn from the other side
    Something to give, we got nothing to hide
    I want to ride the tiger.
    Black wants out of the streets
    Yellow wants the country
    Red wants the country back
    And white wants out of this world
    Sing - sing to the sky
    I want to ride the tiger
    I want to ride the tiger.
    Look to the summer of seventy-five
    All the world is gonna come alive
    Do you want to ride the tiger?
    It's like a tear in the hands of a western man
    Tell you about salt, carbon and water
    But a tear to an oriental man
    He'll tell you about sadness and sorrow or the love of a man and
    A woman.