Who Needs The Peace Corps?
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โฑ๏ธ 2:34 duration
๐ ID: 1433414
๐ Lyrics
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 Francisco
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 is 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 Francisco
Hotcha!
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 me on 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 & roll band
'Cause the groups all live together
And I will join a rock & 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
Because
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 Francisco
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 is 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 Francisco
Hotcha!
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 me on 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 & roll band
'Cause the groups all live together
And I will join a rock & 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
Because
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.43] What's there to live for?
[00:12.90] Who needs the peace corps?
[00:19.93] Think I'll just drop out
[00:21.70] I'll go to Frisco
[00:22.62] Buy a wig and sleep
[00:23.53] On Owsley's floor
[00:26.24] Walked past the wig store
[00:30.84] Danced at the Fillmore
[00:37.21] I'm completely stoned
[00:39.07] I'm hippy and I'm trippy
[00:40.88] I'm a gypsy on my own
[00:43.56] I'll stay a week and get the crabs and
[00:46.39] Take a bus back home
[00:48.17] I'm really just a phony
[00:49.95] But forgive me
[00:50.88] 'Cause I'm stoned
[00:58.04] Every town must have a place
[00:58.92] Where phony hippies meet
[01:01.62] Psychedelic dungeons
[01:03.48] Popping up on every street
[01:06.27] Go to San Francisco
[01:15.25] How I love ya, how I love ya
[01:16.16] How I love ya, how I love ya, Frisco!
[01:19.75] How I love ya, how I love ya
[01:20.64] How I love ya, how I love ya
[01:21.51] Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!
[01:26.16] Every town must have a place
[01:27.91] Where phony hippies meet
[01:30.67] Psychedelic dungeons
[01:32.43] Popping up on every street
[01:34.28] Go to San Francisco
[01:43.21] Hotcha!
[01:44.14] First I'll buy some beads
[01:46.02] And then perhaps a leather band
[01:48.71] To go around my head
[01:50.56] Some feathers and bells
[01:53.26] And a book of Indian lore
[01:56.85] I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
[01:58.61] How to get to Haight Street
[01:59.57] And smoke an awful lot of dope
[02:02.22] I will wander around barefoot
[02:05.09] I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times
[02:09.53] I will love everyone
[02:10.43] I will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street
[02:14.07] I will sleep
[02:17.70] I will, I will go to a house
[02:18.50] That's, that's what I will do
[02:19.41] I will go to a house
[02:21.22] Where there's a rock & roll band
[02:23.02] 'Cause the groups all live together
[02:25.70] And I will join a rock & roll band
[02:27.69] I will be their road manager
[02:30.36] And I will stay there with them
[02:31.26] And I will get the crabs
[02:33.04] But I won't care
[02:33.21] Because
[02:33.57]
[00:12.90] Who needs the peace corps?
[00:19.93] Think I'll just drop out
[00:21.70] I'll go to Frisco
[00:22.62] Buy a wig and sleep
[00:23.53] On Owsley's floor
[00:26.24] Walked past the wig store
[00:30.84] Danced at the Fillmore
[00:37.21] I'm completely stoned
[00:39.07] I'm hippy and I'm trippy
[00:40.88] I'm a gypsy on my own
[00:43.56] I'll stay a week and get the crabs and
[00:46.39] Take a bus back home
[00:48.17] I'm really just a phony
[00:49.95] But forgive me
[00:50.88] 'Cause I'm stoned
[00:58.04] Every town must have a place
[00:58.92] Where phony hippies meet
[01:01.62] Psychedelic dungeons
[01:03.48] Popping up on every street
[01:06.27] Go to San Francisco
[01:15.25] How I love ya, how I love ya
[01:16.16] How I love ya, how I love ya, Frisco!
[01:19.75] How I love ya, how I love ya
[01:20.64] How I love ya, how I love ya
[01:21.51] Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!
[01:26.16] Every town must have a place
[01:27.91] Where phony hippies meet
[01:30.67] Psychedelic dungeons
[01:32.43] Popping up on every street
[01:34.28] Go to San Francisco
[01:43.21] Hotcha!
[01:44.14] First I'll buy some beads
[01:46.02] And then perhaps a leather band
[01:48.71] To go around my head
[01:50.56] Some feathers and bells
[01:53.26] And a book of Indian lore
[01:56.85] I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
[01:58.61] How to get to Haight Street
[01:59.57] And smoke an awful lot of dope
[02:02.22] I will wander around barefoot
[02:05.09] I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times
[02:09.53] I will love everyone
[02:10.43] I will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street
[02:14.07] I will sleep
[02:17.70] I will, I will go to a house
[02:18.50] That's, that's what I will do
[02:19.41] I will go to a house
[02:21.22] Where there's a rock & roll band
[02:23.02] 'Cause the groups all live together
[02:25.70] And I will join a rock & roll band
[02:27.69] I will be their road manager
[02:30.36] And I will stay there with them
[02:31.26] And I will get the crabs
[02:33.04] But I won't care
[02:33.21] Because
[02:33.57]