| Tune in, drop out of love,
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| Pull the trigger, I’m a hippie,
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| So said a truth, and blood,
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| Alive and well,
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| You push the buttons.
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| Standing in line of fire,
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| For the whole,
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| My soul,
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| Step codes,
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| The drums,
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| And sing,
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| Love the children,
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| Learn to live with everything.
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| Love love love, i’m a trigger hippie, yeah
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| Love love love, we’re trigger hippies, yeah.
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| Zoom in, cut out at sound,
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| Make it feel so trippy
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| Hung up, let down to ground,
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| Forget the kill it’s far to sticky
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| Love love love, i’m a trigger hippie, yeah
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| Love love love, we’re trigger hippies, yeah.
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| Love love love, i’m a trigger hippie, yeah
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| Love love love, we’re trigger hippies, yeah.
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| Love love love, i’m a trigger hippie, yeah
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| Love love love, we’re trigger hippies, yeah. |