Whats there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think Ill just DROP OUT. Ill go to Frisco, buy a wig & sleep on Owsleys floor. Walked past the wig store. Danced at the Fillmore. Im completely stoned. Im hippy & Im trippy. Im a gypsy on my own. Ill stay a week & get the crabs & take a bus back home. Im really just a phony but forgive me cuz Im stoned. Every town must have a place where phony hippies meet. Psychedelic dungeons popping up every street. GO TO SAN FRANCISCO. First Ill 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 Height 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 shit out of me on the street. I will go to a house -- Thats what I will do -- I will go to a house where theres a rock roll band, because the groups all live together. I will join a rock & roll band. Ill be their road manager. And I will stay there with them and I will get the crabs but I wont care. Read more: Frank Zappa - Who Needs The Peace Corps? Lyrics | MetroLyrics
Posted on: Fri, 02 Jan 2015 05:28:11 +0000
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