Found himself one day with
We gotta save this world-
starting with your land."
Doing three to the gallon
And he sang and he sang 'till
And he blew a lot of smoke
And the stars are looking down
Through a hole in the sky
And if they can see, they cry
Between the west and the east
You don't have to be a hippie
There was a kid in the city
Got caught one day with a gun in his hand
You're too young to live like this
But you ain't too fast to die."
Just another foot- soldier
Another sound- bite on the
Caught between the supplier
And the demand of the man
Who needs a little help to dream
So we starve all the teachers
And the walls are coming down
Between the eagle and the dove
You don't have to be a hippie to believe