I was a of a hippy for a while
With chants of make love not war
A flower child wanting to be free
And didn't like the law.
Communes sprang up everywhere
There was always a place to stay
Homeless wasn't a problem
Like it seems to be today.
My parents often frowned
They didn't understand
I was young and alive
And living off the land.
I travelled from town to town
And created quite a fuss
Friends packed tightly in a
Brightly coloured mini bus.
I hitched around the country
Without fear that I would die
I was a peaceful rebel
Half my world was high.
Kaleidoscope patterns were everywhere
As I sat in the park getting stoned
Making symbols and signs of peace
As war was never condoned.
Every generation has to have
It's very own thing to prove
In my psychedelic hippy days
This chick was in the groove.
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