Go, hippie
Skip down the old road
Don't even see me, do you at all

Some days you get so tired of hanging
Trying to deep-fry all your boredom


Big hippie
This day was so slow
And i can see you feel it too

Sometimes you wish you knew karate
Oh, the things that you could do, like
Crossing in between the greens

Just because you want to
Not because you ought to
Oh, how can you ever explain

They can never feel your pain
Neither can you


Mr. crabtree
Sits in the window
He sees a lot, but he don't know

That was you across the yard
Throwing brownies at his car


Sweet hippie
Keeping your head low
Around the car park you swing low

Some days it all falls down around you
Some days you fall down in the snow while


Crossing in between the greens
Just because you want to
Not because you ought to

Oh, how can you ever explain
They can never feel your pain
Neither can you