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Bag Drag

This song is by Cactus and appears on the album Restrictions (1971).

Oh, what a drag, living from a plastic bag.
Oh, what a drag, breathing in the burning rag.

Riding, flying in the blue.
Shooting, killing, sirens too.
Stretching, healing all come true.
Looks like death except you lied. I have to prove

Oh, you're so satisfied. You don't care how many died.
As the world spins and people die,
There's debris and smoke-filled skies.

Chained down, struggling, what's the use?
Captured on a robot world so nixed and unexcused
Led by hatred and the news.
So many rules and regulations that you lose!


Oh, what a drag, breathing in a burning rag.
The sky's filled with kerosene, the sunset rays are burning me.

Turnin', tossin', cannot sleep.
Feel the need of breeze on me.
Begging, pleading at my door
Mad dog drooling on my floor.
Stone-faced general filled with rage
As they throw a fast grenade!
My child screams of generals near!
1971, and the war's still here!

Oh, what a drag, breathing in the burning rag!
Oh, what a drag, living in this plastic bag!
Oh, you're so satisfied! You're the reason soldiers die!
When you finally realize, it will be defeat that is the prize!

Oh! Oh, what a drag!
Oh, what a- What a drag.


Credits

Written by:

Carmine Appice, Tim Bogert, Rusty Day and Jim McCarty

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