HE TURNED THIRTY-FIVE
LAST SUNDAY
IN HIS HAIR
HE FOUND SOME GRAY
BUT HE STILL
AIN'T CHANGED
HIS LIFESTYLE
HE LIKES IT BETTER
THE OLD WAY
SO HE GROWS
A LITTLE GARDEN
IN THE BACKYARD
BY THE FENCE
HE'S CONSUMIN'
WHAT HE'S GROWIN'
NOWADAYS
IN SELF-DEFENSE
HE GETS OUT THERE
IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE
SOMETIMES
WHEN IT JUST DON'T
MAKE NO SENSE
YEAH HE GETS OFF
ON COUNTRY MUSIC
'CAUSE DISCO
LEFT HIM COLD
HE'S GOT
YOUNG FRIENDS
INTO NEW WAVE
BUT HE'S JUST
TOO FRIGGIN' OLD
AND HE DREAMS
AT NIGHT
OF WOODSTOCK
AND THE DAY
JOHN LENNON DIED
HOW THE MUSIC
MADE HIM HAPPY
AND THE SILENCE
MADE HIM CRY
YEAH HE THINKS OF JOHN
SOMETIMES
AND HE HAS TO WONDER
WHY
HE'S AN OLD HIPPIE
AND HE DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO DO
SHOULD HE HANG ON
TO THE OLD
SHOULD HE GRAB ON
TO THE NEW
HE'S AN OLD HIPPIE
THIS NEW LIFE
IS JUST A BUST
HE AIN'T TRYIN'
TO CHANGE NOBODY
HE'S JUST TRYIN'
REAL HARD TO ADJUST
HE WAS SURE
BACK IN THE SIXTIES
THAT EVERYONE
WAS HIP
THEN THEY SENT HIM OFF
TO VIETNAM
ON HIS SENIOR TRIP
AND THEY FORCED HIM
TO BECOME A MAN
WHILE HE WAS STILL
A BOY
AND BEHIND EACH WAVE
OF TRAGEDY
HE WAITED FOR THE JOY
NOW THIS WORLD
MAY CHANGE
AROUND HIM
BUT HE JUST
CAN'T CHANGE
NO MORE
'CAUSE HE'S AN OLD HIPPIE
AND HE DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO DO
SHOULD HE HANG ON
TO THE OLD
SHOULD HE GRAB ON
TO THE NEW
HE'S AN OLD HIPPIE
THIS NEW LIFE
IS JUST A BUST
HE AIN'T TRYIN'
TO CHANGE NOBODY
HE'S JUST TRYIN'
REAL HARD TO ADJUST
WELL HE STAYS AWAY
A LOT NOW
FROM THE PARTIES
AND THE CLUBS
AND HE'S THINKIN'
WHILE HE'S JOGGIN'
'ROUND
SURE IS GLAD
HE QUIT
THE HARD DRUGS
'CAUSE HIM
AND HIS KIND
GET MORE ENDANGERED
EVERYDAY
AND PRETTY SOON
THE SPECIES
WILL JUST UP
AND FADE AWAY
LIKE THE SMOKE
FROM THAT TORPEDO
JUST UP
AND FADE AWAY
YEAH HE'S AN OLD HIPPIE
AND HE DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO DO
SHOULD HE HANG ON
TO THE OLD
SHOULD HE GRAB ON
TO THE NEW
HE'S AN OLD HIPPIE
THIS NEW LIFE
IS JUST A BUST
HE AIN'T TRYIN'
TO CHANGE NOBODY
HE'S JUST TRYIN'
REAL HARD TO ADJUST
YEAH HE AIN'T TRYIN'
TO CHANGE NOBODY
HE'S JUST TRYIN'
REAL HARD
TO ADJUST