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