Yeah, sing a song for us
If the sun refused to shine
I don’t mind, I don’t mind (Yeah)
If the mountains fell in the sea
Let it be, it ain’t me (Well, alright)
I got my own world to look through and uh, heh
And I ain’t gonna copy you, yeah
Is that right?
Now if, uh, six, uh, ha, turned out to be nine
I don’t mind, I don’t mind, (Alright)
If all the hippies cut off all their hair
Oh, I don’t care, oh, I don’t care
Dig
‘Cause I got my own world to live through
And, uh, and I ain’t gonna copy you
White-collared conservative flashin’ down the street
Pointin’ their plastic finger at me, ha
They’re hopin’ soon, my kind will drop and die
But, uh, I’m gonna wave my freak flag high, high
Wow
Wave on, wave on
Uh, ha-ha, fall mountains, just don’t fall on me
Go ahead on, Mr. Businessman
You can’t dress like me, yeah
‘Cause everybody knows what I’m talkin’ ’bout
Get my little crystal in bloom
Nobody knows what I’m talkin’ about
I got my own life to live
I’m the one that’s gonna have to die when it’s time for me to die
So let me live my life the way I want to, yeah
Sing on, brother
Play on, drummer
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