If the mountains fell in the sea, Let it be, it ain't me. Got my own world to live through And I ain't gonna copy you. Now, if 6 turned up to be 9, I don't mind, I don't mind. If all the hippies cut off their hair, I don't care, I don't care. Did, 'cos I got my own world to live through And I ain't gonna copy you.

One time I said: maybe I should burn a guitar tonight. You know smash a guitar or something like that. And they said: yeah, yeah! I said: you really think I should? They said: yeah, that'd be cool. I said: well, ok.

Anyway, you know good and well it would be beyond the will of God, and the grace of the King

Butterflies and zebras And moonbeams and fairy tales That's all she ever thinks about Riding with the wind.

Please pass me the peace weed, and take some heed. Throw away all that mixed up speed.

If it was up to me, there wouldn't be no such thing as the establishment.

It's very far away/It takes about a half a day to get there/ If we travel by-dragonfly.