If the sun refused to shine I don't mind, I don't mind If the mountains fell in the sea Let it be, it ain't me All right, 'cause I got my own world to look through And I ain't gonna copy you
Now if six turned out to be nine 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, 'cause 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)
Fall mountain, just don't fall on me Go on mr. business man, you can't dress like me You don't even know what I'm talking about I'm the one that's got to die When it's time for me to die So let me live my life the way I want to Sing on brother, play on drummer
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