August 1967 (Hippies Call It STP) Lyrics

If you want to be a birdWhy don't you try a little flyingThere's no denyingIt gets you highWhy be shackled to your feetWhen you've got wingsYou haven't used yetDon't wait for heave...Read Full Lyrics

The cold wind from space Is blowing in my faceGod, what am I doing here?I wish I was a cat,Then I'd know where it's atSure has been a funny yearThe dripping of the faucetPuts a rhy...Read Full Lyrics

Throw away your pompRomping through the swampRomping through the swamp in the month of MayWading through the slimy oozeYou can drive away your bluesRomping through the swampToking ...Read Full Lyrics

Silly boys, just young menThey go away and then they come againThey don't yet know who they areThose silly boys, just young men, following their starThey hurry here and then tehy h...Read Full Lyrics

Darkies, can you see the masterWith the moustache on his face?The Yankees come and whip his ass,He gotta leave this place.The yankees come, ha ha,The master go, ho ho,And we shall ...Read Full Lyrics

Fatty Daddy gotta favorite summertime treat.Snappin', snappin' pussy.Watchin' young ladies snappin' pussy booga down the street.Snappin', snappin' pussy.Oh Daddy, Daddy, he never g...Read Full Lyrics

An angel wrapped in a blanket,tucked away in the back of a car seat.And although it felt precious at the time, it was mean.So now I'm purposely starving,waiting for that dreadful p...Read Full Lyrics

Take me back to Random CanyonWhere the gryphon's always riffin'And the unicorn is horny in the springWhere the crystal coyote calls Over sleepy garden wallsAnd the wireless wombat ...Read Full Lyrics

Don't you take me for no low down dogLow down dog!Don't you know I got my prideI just want to walk beside you, babyBut you sayBut you sayI must walk behind?Well, I ain't holding st...Read Full Lyrics

First a bunch of flying saucers flew overThen I smelled the burning metal reek of NovaAnd the CIA and JehovaSaid blame it on the bossa novaTime is on my sideSlime is on my tideI ri...Read Full Lyrics