(Yeah, sing a song bro'...)

If the sun refused to shine

I don't mind, I don't mind

(Yeah)

If the mountains ah, fell in the sea

Let it be, it ain't me.

(Well, all right)



Got my own world to live through and uh, ha !

And I ain't gonna copy you.



Yeah (sing the song brother...)

Now if uh, six uh, huh, turned out to be nine

Oh I don't mind, I don't mind uh ( Well all right... )

If all the hippies cut off all their hair

Oh I don't care, oh I don't care.

Dig.



'Cause I've got my own world to live through and uh, huh

And I ain't gonna copy you.



White collar conservative flashin' down the street

Pointin' their plastic finger at me, ha !

They're hopin' soon my kind will drop and die but uh

I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high !

Oww !



Wave on, wave on...



Ah, ha, ha

Fall mountains, just don't fall on me

Go ahead on mister business man, you can't dress like me

Yeah !



Don't nobody know what I'm talkin' about

I've got my own life to live

I'm the one that's gonna die when it's time for me to die

So let me live my life the way I want to

Yeah, sing on brother, play on drummer.