Jefferson Starship Lyrics

Album: Dragon Fly

Be Young You Lyrics

The tongues of some men are made of metal 

The tongues of some men are made of oil 

But the keeper of those men never rolled 

Their tongues for anybody's free ride but his own 

Now the oily tongues are thirsty for black gold. 

But the old men are going to bed 

They'll be sleeping through the future 

And the children red with fire 

They got to move away the old man's rusty beds. 

Now the tongue, the tongue of a master 

That should be laughter - with dancing legs 

Like a flying wheel for the weak and sad man 

Some tongues of man are made of silence 

And your eyes will listen.