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What's to live for?
Who needs the peace
Think I'll just OUT
go to Frisco
Buy a wig &
On Owsley's

past the wig store
Danced at the
I'm stoned
I'm hippy & I'm
I'm a on my own
I'll a week & get the crabs &
Take a bus back
I'm just a phony
But me
I'm stoned

Every town must a place
Where phony hippies
dungeons
Popping up on street
GO TO SAN . . .

How I ya, How I love ya
How I love ya, How I ya Frisco!
How I ya, How I love ya
How I love ya, How I ya
Oh, my hair is good in the back!

Every town must a place
phony hippies meet
Psychedelic
Popping up on street
GO TO SAN . . .

Hotcha!

First buy some beads
And then perhaps a leather
To go around my
Some and bells
And a book of lore
I will ask the Of Commerce
How to get to Haight
And smoke an awful lot of
I will wander barefoot
I will have a gleam in my eye at all times
I will everyone
I will the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street
I sleep . . .
I will, I will go to a
That's, that's what I do
I go to a house
Where there's a & roll band
'Cause the groups all together
And I will join a & roll band
I will be road manager
And I will stay with them
And I get the crabs
But I care
. . .