(yeah, yeah, yeah) If the sun refused to shine I don’t mind, I don’t mind
If the mountains, fell in the sea Let it be, it ain’t me. yeah sing a song
Got my own world to live through and And I ain’t gonna copy you.
Now if uh 6, turned out to be 9 Oh I don’t mind, I don’t mind If all the hippies cut off all their hair Oh I don’t care, oh I don’t care. Dig it
’cause I’ve got my own world to live through and And I ain’t gonna copy you. (yeah,right on, uh, yeah) White collar conservativism flashin’ down the street Pointin’ that plastic finger at me, yeah! They’re hopin’ soon my kind will drop off and die but I’m gonna wave my freak flag high baby! Yeah !
Fall mountain fall, just don’t fall on me Go ahead on mister business man, you can’t dress like me Yeah, sing on Brother Play on brother, yeah I’m tired of this carbon copy, baby Duplications and things like that Cloning, reowning and uh, A copy of you just won’t do baby.