Frank Zappa "Who Needs The Peace Corps?" |
What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think I'll just drop out I'll go to Frisco, buy a wig And sleep on Owsley's floor Walked past the wig store Danced at the Fillmore I'm completely stoned I'm hippy and I'm trippy I'm a gypsy on my own I'll stay a week and get the crabs And take a bus back home I'm really just a phony But forgive me 'cause I'm stoned Every town must have a place Where phony hippies meet Psychedelic dungeons Popping up on every street Go to San Fransisco... How I love ya, how I love ya How I love ya, how I love ya, Frisco! How I love ya, how I love ya How I love ya, how I love ya Oh, my hair's getting good in the back! Every town must have a place Where phony hippies meet Psychedelic dungeons Popping up on every street Go to San Fransisco... Hotcha! [spoken] First I'll 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 Haight 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 my in the street I will sleep... I will... I will go to a house That's, that's what I will do I will go to a house Where there's a rock 'n roll band 'Cause the groups all live together And I will join a rock 'n roll band I will be their road manager And I will stay there with them And I will get the crabs But I won't care [From the 1967 release 'We're Only In It For The Money'] Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |