[00:08.80]What's there to live for?
[00:13.03]Who needs the peace corps?
[00:19.61]Think I'll just DROP OUT
[00:21.73]I'll go to Frisco
[00:22.83]Buy a wig & sleep
[00:24.29]On Owsley's floor
[00:25.88]
[00:26.30]Walked past the wig store
[00:30.45]Danced at the Fillmore
[00:36.98]I'm completely stoned
[00:39.05]I'm hippy & I'm trippy
[00:41.06]I'm a gypsy on my own
[00:43.75]I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
[00:46.02]Take a bus back home
[00:47.83]I'm really just a phony
[00:50.18]But forgive me
[00:50.88]Cause I'm stoned
[00:52.71]
[00:57.15]Every town must have a place
[00:59.19]Where phony hippies meet
[01:01.25]Psychedelic dungeons
[01:03.34]Popping up on every street
[01:05.59]GO TO SAN FRANCISCO
[01:13.19]
[01:14.99]How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:16.19]How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco!
[01:19.20]How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:20.37]How I love ya, How I love ya
[01:21.50]Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!
[01:23.64]
[01:25.52]Every town must have a place
[01:27.87]Where phony hippies meet
[01:29.96]Psychedelic dungeons
[01:31.95]Popping up on every street
[01:34.19]GO TO SAN FRANCISCO
[01:41.74]
[01:42.29]Hotcha!
[01:43.49]
[01:43.86]First I'll buy some beads
[01:45.69]And then perhaps a leather band
[01:48.30]To go around my head
[01:50.02]Some feathers and bells
[01:51.54]And a book of Indian lore
[01:56.19]I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
[01:57.73]How to get to Haight Street
[01:59.22]And smoke an awful lot of ****
[02:01.15]I will wander around barefoot
[02:03.37]I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times
[02:07.81]I will love everyone
[02:09.72]I will love the police as they kick the **** out of me on the street
[02:13.14]I will sleep
[02:15.96]I will, I will go to a house
[02:17.74]That's, that's what I will do
[02:19.25]I will go to a house
[02:20.06]Where there's a rock & roll band
[02:22.39]Cause the groups all live together
[02:24.16]And I will join a rock & roll band
[02:26.33]I will be their road manager
[02:27.98]And I will stay there with them
[02:30.46]And I will get the crabs
[02:31.77]But I won't care

What's there to live for?
Who needs the peace corps?
Think I'll just DROP OUT
I'll go to Frisco
Buy a wig & sleep
On Owsley's floor
Walked past the wig store
Danced at the Fillmore
I'm completely stoned
I'm hippy & I'm trippy
I'm a gypsy on my own
I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
Take a bus back home
I'm really just a phony
But forgive me
Cause I'm stoned
Every town must have a place
Where phony hippies meet
Psychedelic dungeons
Popping up on every street
GO TO SAN FRANCISCO
How I love ya, How I love ya
How I love ya, How I love ya Frisco!
How I love ya, How I love ya
How I love ya, How I love ya
Oh, my hair is getting good in the back!
Every town must have a place
Where phony hippies meet
Psychedelic dungeons
Popping up on every street
GO TO SAN FRANCISCO
Hotcha!
First I'll buy some beads
And then perhaps a leather band
To go around my head
Some feathers and bells
And a book of Indian lore
I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
How to get to Haight Street
And smoke an awful lot of ****
I will wander around barefoot
I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times
I will love everyone
I will love the police as they kick the **** out of me on the street
I will sleep
I will, I will go to a house
That's, that's what I will do
I will go to a house
Where there's a rock & roll band
Cause the groups all live together
And I will join a rock & roll band
I will be their road manager
And I will stay there with them
And I will get the crabs
But I won't care