Lyric If Six Was Nine

(In a whisper: yeah, if six was done)

If the sun refused to shine
I don t mind, I don t mind
If the mountains fell in the sea
Let it be, it ain t me
All right, cause I got my own world to look through
And I ain t gonna copy you

Now if six turned out to be nine
I don t mind, I don t mind
If all the hippies cut off all their hair
I don t care, I don t care
Dig, cause I got my own world to live through
And I ain t gonna copy you

White collar conservatives flashing down the street
Pointing their plastic finger at me
They re hoping soon my kind will drop and die
But I m gonna wave my freak flag high (high)

       Fall mountain, just don t fall on me
       Go on Mr. Business man, you can t dress like me
       You don t even know what I m talking about
       I m the one that s got to die
       When it s time for me to die
       So let me live my life the way I want to
       Sing on brother, play on drummer