Lyrics Man in the Sixties - Balue

Man in the Sixties

Grab a bag and hit the beach
Chew on the stems and plant the seeds
The best things in life are free
A sunny day and a soft breeze
That’s just me and that’s who I’d be
If I was a man in the sixties
A firm believer in LSD
If I was a man in the sixties
Walk around on my bare feet
Burned my draft card in the street
Share a van with no back seats
Spend my time just smoking weed
That’s just me and that’s who I’d be
If I was a man in the sixties
A firm believer in love and peace
If I was a man in the sixties
«Electric Kool-Aid» hosted acid parties
«Electric Kool-Aid» hosted acid parties
I bet I’d be a funner man
If I was a man in the sixties
I bet I’d be a funner man
If I was a man in the sixties
The «tune in, turn on, and drop out» generation
Was a renaissance in human thought
Summer winter
Fall or spring
Wouldn’t matter
I’d always sing
Revolution
All around
Burn the institution
Down to the ground
Fight the fury
With a hug
Putting flowers
In the barrels of guns
That’s just me and that’s who I’d be
If I was a man in the sixties
A firm believer love and peace
If I was a man in the sixties
That’s just me and that’s who I’d be
If I was a man in the sixties
A firm believer in LSD
If I was a man in the sixties
I bet I’d be a funner man
If I was a man in the sixties
I bet I’d be a funner man
If I was a man in the sixties