Coincidence

Coincidence
Boy, what a coincidence
Yes, everybody's talkin' bout love
Wherever I got these days, I swear
Boy, what a coincidence
That everybody finally wants to be known
To be comin' on so very groovy
All around my head
I hear the music getting louder
As the people are jumping
And a million reefers burning whiles the fuzz are crying
Cause the world is through with lyin' to all the babies on the way, boy

What a coincidence
Boy, what a coincidence
Oh, everybody's talkin' bout love
Wherever I go these days, I swear
Boy, what a coincidence
That everybody finally wants to be known
To be comin' on so very groovy
All around my head
I hear the laughter of the cannons
As the soldiers are dying
And a million children burning from the fires of hating
Cause the world ain't ready yet for all the babies on the way
Boy, what a coincidence

Boy, what a coincidence
I said, everybody's talkin' bout love
Wherever I go these days, I swear
Boy, what a coincidence
That everybody finally wants to be known
To be comin' on so very groovy
All around my head
I hear the promise of a future
Where the children are laughing
And a million hipper happenings than the ones we've been having
Just to spread a little love for all the babies on the way, boy
What a coincidence
Boy, what a coincidence