Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Robert Hunter

It's a strictly temporary gig
It's a dinosaur and I hope you dig
It's born from a sense of discontent
And a good beginning somehow bent
And I know - yes, I know
It's going nowhere
It's already there
Discovered that there's nowhere to go

It's a strictly temporary scene
It's a dinosaur, do you know what I mean?
Born in the jungle at the dawn of time
'Cause I know - yes, I know
It's all dressed up with nowhere to go
But it loves you
And it tells you so

It's strictly a temporary groove
Got a lot of love and not a lot to prove
It's got shoo-doot'n dooby-dooby-doo
It looks like me and it sounds like you
And I know - well I know
That growing old with rock and roll
Is the best a poor boy can do

What you see is what you are
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Living out these long, cold days
Sole survivor in a frozen waste
A dinosaur is what you are ...
Robert Hunter gave the following account in Box Of Rain:
"I joined the Dinosaurs [Barry Melton, Spencer Dryden, Peter Albin, and John Cippolino] in the mid-1980s, and this was intended as an anthem for the group."

Further Information
For more information on recordings see Matt Schofield's Grateful Dead Family Discography


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