: We're so young and pretty We're so young and clean So many things That we have never seen ...from Ohio Sell this damn old store Big Apple dreamin On
these fucking scumbags They think they know it all Their rules and ideas Have made me fucking mad [Chorus] Kill a hippie kill a crusty Kill everyone Hippies
born in 1966 Listens to the music and begins to sway Dreamin' acid dreams of a hippie souffle Hey hey hey What do they taste like - Some kind a' treat? How many hippies
: Hippy, hippy, hippy, hippy dove vai Il tuo fior di carta a chi lo dai Con il cuore in mano per la via Tra le gente che va Non c'e amore per te Come
: You are a hippie, You smell like skunk, I'm your arch-enemy, A middle class punk. Get out, Get a life, Get a job, Everyone's smoking grass, Everyone
used to be There was a time When the river was wide And the water came running down To the rising tide But the wooden ships Were just a hippie dream Just a hippie
kommt die Jahrtausendwende Hipp Hipp Hurra , Hipp Hipp Hurra Tausendwende Hipp - Hurra Und wir sind noch immer da Hipp Hipp Hurra , Hipp Hipp Hurra
: Tie-dye your t-shirt Hug a tree Sit around trying LSD Run around naked Run a lot We're in the time that peace and love forgot Name your son Moonshine
: Friday night it's party time feeling ready looking fine, viene diego rumbeando, with the magic in his eyes checking every girl in sight, grooving like
I'm gonna find me a groovy little hippie pad I'm gonna find me a groovy little hippie pad I work a hundred grand scam from a border town Well, I'll be
You are a hippie You smell like skunk I'm your arch-enemy A middle class punk Get out Get a life Get a job Everyone's smoking grass Everyone is an ass
All the things that you meant To leave behind All the words that you use And you went through To decide what you heard Lie and deny me All that's left
Like this particular fella walks around All day long singin' this song Sha na lah dah dah lah dah dah dah dah Harry Hippie, lies asleep in the shade
(konishi) Translators: andrei cunha Okane ga nakerya Nakyanaide ii kedo Fukeiki so na Kao wa shinaide Kuchizukeru toka Ai shiau toka Warau dake nara
'm driving on I-5 and pretend i'm drinking five alive and soon you will arrive and say you're my hippie i'll say i'm your hippie we'll giggle and cuddle
, that's the way the world was planned wake up, smell the coffee man you're on cloud 3 you're nothing but a dirty, smelly cumbag hippie
Met a man he was nice said his name was paradise Didn't realise at the time that his face and mind were mine Hippy Gumbo he's no good Chop him up for
hippie killers We're hippie killers We're hippie killers, anarchy for me We're hippie killers, fascism for you We're hippie killers, anarchy for me We're hippie
