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FRANK ZAPPA lyrics : "Who Needs The Peace Corps?"

What's there to live for?
Who needs the peace corps?
Think I'll just DROP OUT

I'll go to Frisco
Buy a wig & sleep
On Owsley's floor


Walked past the wig store
Danced at the Fillmore

I'm completely stoned
I'm hippy & I'm trippy
I'm a gypsy on my own

I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
Take a bus back home
I'm really just a phony

But forgive me
'Cause I'm stoned


Every town must have a place
Where phony hippies meet
Psychedelic dungeons

Popping up on every street
GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . .


How I love ya, How I love ya
How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco!
How I love ya, How I love ya

How I love ya, How I love ya
Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!


Every town must have a place
Where phony hippies meet
Psychedelic dungeons

Popping up on every street
GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . .


Hotcha!

First I'll buy some beads

And then perhaps a leather band
To go around my head
Some feathers and bells

And a book of Indian lore
I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
How to get to Haight Street

And smoke an awful lot of dope
I will wander around barefoot
I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times

I will love everyone
I will love the police as they kick the %#@! out of me on the street
I will sleep . . .

I will, I will go to a house
That's, that's what I will do
I will go to a house

Where there's a rock & roll band
'Cause the groups all live together
And I will join a rock & roll band

I will be their road manager
And I will stay there with them
And I will get the crabs

But I won't care
Because . . .

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