Fictional Lyrics, 1969

Down South Blues

Vietnam is a drag on the evening news (2)
Know by that I got the down south blues

Jimmy got a letter that morning
And this is what it said
Greetings from Uncle Sam
Boy, you’re goin’ to Viet Nam
Where you will soon be dead

Uncle Sam wants you, Jimmy

Vietnam, it must be the USA’s worst ruse (2)
Know by that I got the down south blues

Jimmy went to see that doctor
To see what could be done
To save himself from the doom
Of rifle and cannon boom
He certified Jimmy’s a psycho case

Uncle Sam doesn’t want a psycho, Jimmy

Vietnam gets me mad through and through (2)
Know by that I got the down south blues

Vietnam gets me mad through and through (2)
Know by that I got the down south blues

Poor Hippie’s Almanac

Here’s your flash on me
I’m just a poor hippie

I tuned in and I turned on
But I never dropped out
And I dig what’s far out (2)

Feel the vibrations

Wearin’ groovy threads, like wow
And my hair is so very long
And I sing folk and blues songs (2)

It’s too far out

No Tom Collins and Marlboros
But I smoke grass and drop LSD
And that heroin junk ain’t for me (2)

Heavy, man, heavy

I got an old lady or two or three
Each one got another man, four
And everybody’s welcome at my door (2)

And Mom doesn’t recognize me
And Dad doesn’t want to know me

That’s a poor hippie’s almanac

Tiffany Stoned

Talkin’ ‘bout Tiffany stoned

Tiffany stoned
Happy to the bone
Or sad to bemoan

That’s Tiffany stoned (2)

Tiffany stoned
Willin’-n-ready
For hard-n-steady

That’s Tiffany stoned (2)

Tiffany stoned
In no mood
For carnal food

That’s Tiffany stoned (2)

Tiffany stoned
So full of weed
So full of speed

That’s Tiffany stoned (2)

Talkin’ ‘bout Tiffany stoned

Long Time

The Sun once shone but now we’re stoned
And time flew away and we wore happy grins
Where have we been, we ask, we don’t know

We don’t know where time flew away
We don’t know when is the end of the day
We’re lost in a cloud that’s lost in the haze

When times flies, do you see its wings
No, you don’t, so does it really fly
Time sees nothing and time sees all
Time knows, it knows nothing at all

We don’t know where time flew away
We don’t know when is the end of the day
We’re lost in a cloud that’s lost in the haze

Drop this and toke that, time crawls
Maybe it speeds, maybe it undulates
We got the time and the time’s got us
We got no time to wait for the red bus

We don’t know where time flew away
We don’t know when is the end of the day
We’re lost in a cloud that’s lost in the haze

The Sun once shone but now we’re stoned
And time flew away and we wore happy grins
Where have we been, we ask, we don’t know