And All Our Yesterdays
People don't see me for my true worth
"Psychedelic freak, babbling about 'the earth'?"
I see how the people pull each other's strings,
Worried about money and material things.
While they go clubing in there fancy cars,
I'd smoke a 'but and watch the stars.
I'd never bring myself to Crimson and Clover.
The phrase "who would care?" has saved me Over and Over.
Philosopher?, no, is that how I sound?
But if you want to hear me talk, then hey, sit down.
I'm not the Walrus or the King like some people say,
I just see things in my own separate way.
I'm way too different to ever fit in,
I don't try to change this world, I just watch it spin.
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