Psychedelic Afternoon

[Verse 1] Grandpa swore he’d never cut his hair In ‘67 Going on a trip to grandpa's farm The hippie commune He don't even Watch TV at all So weird But my grandpa's cool with me [Verse 2] Mama says that grandpa is naïve From too much trippin' Grandpa even sang his songs for free At the demonstration All the punks and Yuppie scum They laugh at him But my grandpa's cool with me [Chorus] Psychedelic afternoon Let’s all sing a hippie tune I will sing my song for you That grandpa taught to me [Verse 3] We saw a shooting star from on a hill Across the heavens The real reality is just unreal In my opinion Laughing, dancing Joking, talking All the time And my grandpa's cool with me [Chorus] Psychedelic afternoon Let’s all sing a hippie tune I will sing my song for you That grandpa taught to me Psychedelic afternoon Let’s all sing a hippie tune I will sing my song for you That grandpa taught to me Oh yeah Grandpa taught to me, oh yeah, to me