run, run, run

run

run

run

they don't like what we're thinking

at least we are not staggering from drinking

say

dig!

don't try to figure out

what's happenin' inside their head

ain't too much goin' on

inside the head of the dead

run

run

run

to avoid the hasslin'

when he bugs you

you know his mind is wrestlin'

say

dig!

what?

the groovy music

inside my head is soakin'

and the. to tell me what i should be smokin'

bop-bop. people

listen!

people

listen!

people

listen!

people

people

run

run

run

they don't like what we're wearin'

the colors we like

they're doin' a lot of starin'

say

dig!

what?

things we do upset their flesh and blood and bone

but i got an idea!

maybe what they oughta do is leave their flesh and blood and bone at home