Carlos Santana
He is a product of the 1960s, a true hippie, and today the man once called Cosmic Carlos still talks like one.
"Sound immediately rearranges the molecular structure of the listener. And that's something that I'm really really passionate about," says Santana.
When asked about his New Age veneer, he says, "If they equate Cosmic Carlos with something that they don't understand because they're too much on the frequency of meat and potatoes, it's OK....There's something about music that makes your hair stand up. Behold, it rearranges your molecular structure."
Put Your Lights On:Hey now all you sinners
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you lovers
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you killers
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you children
Leave your lights on you better leave your lights on
Cause theres a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
Theres an angel with a hand on my head
She say Ive got nothing to fear
Theres a darkness deep in my soul
I still got a purpose to serve
So let your light shine into my hole
God dont let me lose my nerve
Lose my nerve
Hey now hey now hey now hey now
Wo oh hey now hey now hey now hey now
Hey now all you sinners
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you children
Leave your lights on you better leave your lights on
Because theres a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
Theres an angel with a hand on my head
She says Ive got nothing to fear
La ill aha ill allah
We all shine like stars
We all shine like stars
Then we fade away
