Thursday, November 02, 2006

hooozah hooooooozah

Sun’s bright, Burns my eyes
Join in weary travellers sighs
Living shouldn’t be this tough
Feeling rough
Walk’s brisk, Burns my legs
Stepping over city dregs
Living shouldn’t be this tough
Feeling rough
What d’ya do? How’s it pay?
Down tools, up sticks, out my way
Of the corporate bond please strip me
Going away, gonna be a hippy
Love’s free, Everywhere
A beautiful thing for all to share
Living life, how you should
Feeling good
We’re one, Everything
Compliment the birds that sing
Living life, how you should
Feeling good

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