journey back to 1967
"Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
Dead kings, many things I can't define Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind Incense and peppermints, the color of time Who cares what games we choose? Little to win but nothin' to lose Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah To divide this cockeyed world in two Throw your pride to one side, it's the least you can do Beatniks and politics, nothing is new A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view Who cares what games we choose? Little to win but nothin' to lose Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind Dead kings, many things I can't define Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind Incense and peppermints, the color of time Who cares what games we choose? Little to win but nothin' to lose Incense and peppermints Incense and peppermints Sha la la, sha la la Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la"
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