Lyrics Hippy Hill - Grouplove

Hippy Hill

I’d rather be the dying than the rising sun
Yeah I’d rather leave my spirit for everyone
I’d rather be the dying than the rising sun
Yeah I’d rather leave my spirit for everyone
So come sit at my table
Yeah come sit at my table
Yeah I’d rather be a hippy than a hipster, what!
Yeah I’d rather be grooving than grinding on
Yeah I’d rather be a hippy than a hipster, what
Yeah I’d rather leave my spirit for everyone
So come sit at my table
Yeah come sit at my table
Show and tell
You’re stuck on hippy hill
Why are we here?
My friendly hand is near
I’d rather be the dying than the rising sun
I’d rather be the dying than the rising sun
I’d rather be the dying than the rising sun
I’d rather be the dying than the rising sun
So come sit at my table
Come sit at my table
Yeah come sit at my table
Yeah come sit at my table