Yeah)
(Sing a song brother)
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.
Got my own world to live through
And I ain't gonna copy you.


Now if 6 turned up to be 9
I don't mind I don't mind.

If all the hippies cut off all their hair
I don't care I don't care.
Dig 'cos I got my own world to live through

And I ain't gonna copy you.

White-collar conservatives flashing down the street

Pointing their plastic finger at me.
They're hoping soon my kind will drop and die
But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high . . . HIGH!


Hah hah
Fall mountains just don't fall on me

Go on mister Businessman
You can't dress like me.
Nobody know what I'm talking about

I've got my own life to live
I'm the one that's gotta 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 brother . . .