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Emerson Lake Palmer Black Moon

't do nothin' 'till we reach high noon Black moon In the night see the red sky burning There's fire on the mountain Oil slicks on the sea Black moon

She looked at me across the room Emerging from a silk cocoon Along beneath venetian chandeliers Against the moon her body rocks Her eyes were cunning

won't do nothin' 'Till we reach high noon Black Moon In the night see the red sky burning There's fire on the mountain Oil slicks on the sea Black Moon

Instrumental

In this our life on Earth Another dawn we face Is this the moment of truth For the whole human race Is that the last man down Is that the last life laid

Livin' on a razor's edge Sharper than a knife Surrender to the power of wedge Keep running for your life You don't need no periscope You won't need second