I'm not gonna choke on your hard sell media dope. Yeah, I'm not going out like that. I don't want to hear about the summer of love. I'm not going back in time. I don't even want to let love rule, I want to break the back of brotherly love. I don't wanna go back in time, I want to kill Jerry Garcia. I wanna take the past and throw it away, I wanna burn the bridge between then and now. I don't wanna go back in time, I wanna kill Jerry Garcia. I don't want to sow the seeds of love, I wanna punch Marty Balin in his eye. I don't wanna go back in time, I wanna kill Jerry Garcia. (Man, I don't have a quarter, leave me alone.) I don't want no Dead blood on my hands, I don't wanna shake the flesh and bone. I don't wanna kill the myth, I wanna kill Jerry Garcia. I wanna kick that skeleton in his teeth, I'd wanna kick Pig Pen if he were alive. I don't wanna go back in time, I wanna kill Jerry Garcia. Kill Jerry.