if 6 was 9

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

I got my own world to live through
And I ain’t going to copy you

Now if 6
turned out to be 9
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

Cause I got my own world to live through
And I ain’t going to copy you

White-collared conservative flashing down the street
Pointing their plastic finger at me
They’re hoping soon, my kind will drop and die
But I’m going to wave my freak flag
high

Wave on
wave on

Fall mountains
just don’t fall on me

Go ahead on Mr. Businessman
you can’t dress like me

Stripes

Nobody knows what I’m talking about

I’ve got my own life to live
I’m the one that’s going to have 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