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Sixty-seven I couldn't get enough San Francisco, Summer of Love Livin' in a white room lookin' through a looking glass Hoffman, Leary, they had it goin' on everybody's livin' on Yasgur's farm electric cool-aid hippies in a culture clash We didn't know it wouldn't last Where do we go from here How do we get back home to where it all began Hangin' at the Filmore rockin' ever night Muddy Water's singin' under psychedelic lights The Dead are in the back room smokin' everything in sight Helter Shelter it all came down Me and monkey couldn't be found Sadies in the corner lookin' for something new Apple roof top, a little too late Dylan's in the basement makin' pink tapes Singin' "It's all over now, baby blue..." Now we're wondering what to do Where do we go from here How do we get back home to where it all began When Revolution Johnny had a ticket in hand For Lucy and the walrus and the nowhere man And We were all playin' in a lonely hearts club band Where do we go from here How do we get back home |
