Who Needs the Peace Corps?
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π 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 & sleep
On Owsley's floor
Walked past the wig store
Danced at the Fillmore
I'm completely stoned
I'm hippy & I'm trippy
I'm a gypsy on my own
I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
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 & sleep
On Owsley's floor
Walked past the wig store
Danced at the Fillmore
I'm completely stoned
I'm hippy & I'm trippy
I'm a gypsy on my own
I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
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 . . .
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.41] What's there to live for?
[00:12.97] Who needs the peace corps?
[00:19.97] Think I'll just DROP OUT
[00:21.76] I'll go to Frisco
[00:22.66] Buy a wig & sleep
[00:23.58] On Owsley's floor
[00:26.26] Walked past the wig store
[00:30.81] Danced at the Fillmore
[00:37.27] I'm completely stoned
[00:39.05] I'm hippy & I'm trippy
[00:40.84] I'm a gypsy on my own
[00:43.55] I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
[00:46.27] Take a bus back home
[00:48.14] I'm really just a phony
[00:49.93] But forgive me
[00:50.85] 'Cause I'm stoned
[00:58.05] Every town must have a place
[00:58.95] Where phony hippies meet
[01:01.68] Psychedelic dungeons
[01:03.49] Popping up on every street
[01:06.23] GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . .
[01:15.24] How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:16.13] How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco!
[01:19.75] How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:20.66] How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:21.56] Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!
[01:26.08] Every town must have a place
[01:27.91] Where phony hippies meet
[01:30.64] Psychedelic dungeons
[01:32.41] Popping up on every street
[01:34.27] GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . .
[01:43.27] Hotcha!
[01:44.19] First I'll buy some beads
[01:46.04] And then perhaps a leather band
[01:48.71] To go around my head
[01:50.52] Some feathers and bells
[01:53.25] And a book of Indian lore
[01:56.86] I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
[01:58.65] How to get to Haight Street
[01:59.57] And smoke an awful lot of dope
[02:02.25] I will wander around barefoot
[02:05.03] I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times
[02:09.55] I will love everyone
[02:10.44] I will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street
[02:14.04] I will sleep . . .
[02:17.65] I will, I will go to a house
[02:18.55] That's, that's what I will do
[02:19.44] I will go to a house
[02:21.28] Where there's a rock & roll band
[02:23.06] 'Cause the groups all live together
[02:25.79] And I will join a rock & roll band
[02:27.62] I will be their road manager
[02:30.35] And I will stay there with them
[02:31.22] And I will get the crabs
[02:33.05] But I won't care
[02:33.27] Because . . .
[02:33.54]
[00:12.97] Who needs the peace corps?
[00:19.97] Think I'll just DROP OUT
[00:21.76] I'll go to Frisco
[00:22.66] Buy a wig & sleep
[00:23.58] On Owsley's floor
[00:26.26] Walked past the wig store
[00:30.81] Danced at the Fillmore
[00:37.27] I'm completely stoned
[00:39.05] I'm hippy & I'm trippy
[00:40.84] I'm a gypsy on my own
[00:43.55] I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
[00:46.27] Take a bus back home
[00:48.14] I'm really just a phony
[00:49.93] But forgive me
[00:50.85] 'Cause I'm stoned
[00:58.05] Every town must have a place
[00:58.95] Where phony hippies meet
[01:01.68] Psychedelic dungeons
[01:03.49] Popping up on every street
[01:06.23] GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . .
[01:15.24] How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:16.13] How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco!
[01:19.75] How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:20.66] How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:21.56] Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!
[01:26.08] Every town must have a place
[01:27.91] Where phony hippies meet
[01:30.64] Psychedelic dungeons
[01:32.41] Popping up on every street
[01:34.27] GO TO SAN FRANCISCO . . .
[01:43.27] Hotcha!
[01:44.19] First I'll buy some beads
[01:46.04] And then perhaps a leather band
[01:48.71] To go around my head
[01:50.52] Some feathers and bells
[01:53.25] And a book of Indian lore
[01:56.86] I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
[01:58.65] How to get to Haight Street
[01:59.57] And smoke an awful lot of dope
[02:02.25] I will wander around barefoot
[02:05.03] I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times
[02:09.55] I will love everyone
[02:10.44] I will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street
[02:14.04] I will sleep . . .
[02:17.65] I will, I will go to a house
[02:18.55] That's, that's what I will do
[02:19.44] I will go to a house
[02:21.28] Where there's a rock & roll band
[02:23.06] 'Cause the groups all live together
[02:25.79] And I will join a rock & roll band
[02:27.62] I will be their road manager
[02:30.35] And I will stay there with them
[02:31.22] And I will get the crabs
[02:33.05] But I won't care
[02:33.27] Because . . .
[02:33.54]