It ain't no joke
I'd like to buy
the world a toke
And teach the
world to sing in
Perfect harmony
And teach the world
to snuff the
Fires and the liars
Hey I know it's just
a song but it's spice
for the recipe
This is a love attack
I know it went out
but it's back
It's just like any fad
It retracts before
impact and just like
fashion it's a passion
for the with it and hip
If you got the goods
they'll come and
buy it just to
stay in the clique
So don't delay
act now
Supplies are
running out
Allow if you're
still alive
six to eight years
to arrive
And if you follow
there may
be a tomorrow
But if
The offer's shun
you might as well
be walkin'
on the sun
Twenty-five years ago
They spoke out and
they broke out
of recession and
oppression and
together they toked
And they folked out
with guitars around
a bonfire just singin'
and clappin' man
What the hell happened?
Then some were
spell-bound some
Were hellhound some
they fell down
and some got back up
And fought against
the melt down
And their kids were
hippie chicks
All hypocrites
because fashion is
smashin' the true
meaning of it
So don't delay
act now
Supplies are
running out
Allow if you're
still alive
six to eight years
to arrive
And if you follow
there may
be a tomorrow
But if
The offer's shun
you might as well
be walkin'
on the sun
It ain't no joke
when a mama's
handkerchief is soaked
With her tears
because her baby's
life has been revoked
The bond is broke up
so choke up and
focus on the close up
Mister Wizard can't
perform no godlike
hocus-pocus
So don't sit back
Kick back and watch
the world get
bushwhacked. News at
Ten your neighborhood
is under attack
Put away the crack
before the crack
Puts you away
You need to be there
when your baby's old
enough to relate
So don't delay
act now
Supplies are
running out
Allow if you're
still alive
six to eight years
to arrive
And if you follow
there may
be a tomorrow
But if
The offer's shun
you might as well
be walkin'
on the sun