| Hippy Gumbo |
|---|
| Met a man he was nice |
| Said his name was paradise |
| Didn’t realise at the time |
| That his face and mind were mine |
| Hippy Gumbo he no good |
| Chop him up for firewood |
| It seemed good and it seemed right |
| That I should dig him all the night |
| But in the morning with the sun |
| He pulled an automatic gun |
| He blew my soul he blew my brain |
| He said I could not do the same |
| Hippy Gumbo he no good |
| Chop him up for firewood |
| Hippy Gumbo he no good |
| Chop him up and burn the woo d |
