Go, Hippie

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 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 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