butt trumpet - i left my gun in san francisco lyrics
they all got f–king birkenstocks
it’s fifty f–king degrees out
soome of them don’t wear shoes at all
at haight and ash you’ll find them all
f–king hippies make me real sick
-ssk for change to buy their fix
some wear shorts and feeze a lot
think they’re cool? they’re f–king not
chorus
kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
i’m killing all the f–king hippies
i’m killing all the f–king hippies
i’m killing all the f–king hippies
i’m killing al lthose f–king hippies
die, die, die, die
wash your hair and cut your dreads
or else you’re gonna end up dead
get that lice off of your head
or i will fill you full of lead
they’re all rejects from the sixties
get some jobs you f–king hippies
i’m an easy going guy
but i’m even more mellow when hippies die
chorus
die!
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