I got hairs growing 'round my nose and throat
I don't ever exercise the right to vote
when you see me on the street you yell 'Jesus Christ!'
but I"m gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
I'm not ever gonna go to Vietnam
I prefer to stay right here and screw your mom
when you see me on the street you yell 'Jesus Christ!'
but I"m gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
when I walk down the street
the people that I meet
hold their noses and say
'how are you fixed for money?'
but I just walk on by
I don't even hear them
because I'm high
and I'm getting almost as much pussy as the spades
I'm doin' all right
we've got to love one another and we've got to die
so rip your panties off and look me right in the eye
you can't miss me, I look a lot like Jesus Christ
I'm gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
I got hairs growing 'round my nose and throat
I don't ever exercise the right to vote
when you see me on the street you yell 'Jesus Christ!'
but I"m gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
but I'm gettin' mine...
what are you doin' tonight?
but I"m gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
I don't ever exercise the right to vote
when you see me on the street you yell 'Jesus Christ!'
but I"m gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
I'm not ever gonna go to Vietnam
I prefer to stay right here and screw your mom
when you see me on the street you yell 'Jesus Christ!'
but I"m gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
when I walk down the street
the people that I meet
hold their noses and say
'how are you fixed for money?'
but I just walk on by
I don't even hear them
because I'm high
and I'm getting almost as much pussy as the spades
I'm doin' all right
we've got to love one another and we've got to die
so rip your panties off and look me right in the eye
you can't miss me, I look a lot like Jesus Christ
I'm gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
I got hairs growing 'round my nose and throat
I don't ever exercise the right to vote
when you see me on the street you yell 'Jesus Christ!'
but I"m gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
but I'm gettin' mine...
what are you doin' tonight?
but I"m gettin' mine...
I'm doin' all right
Contributed by Bartleby - 2011/12/20 - 08:27
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Dall’album “The Fugs”, quello di Kill For Peace
Scritta da Richard Alderson, Ted Berrigan e Lee Crabtree.
Una canzone manifesto del movimento hippie con un chiaro riferimento alla guerra in Vietnam: “Non ho nessuna intenzione di andare in Vietnam, preferisco starmene qui a scopare tua madre”…
Più chiaro di così!?!