Psychedelic Afternoon

[Verse 1]
Grandpa swore he’d never cut his hair
In ‘67
Going on a trip to grandpa's farm
The hippie commune

He don't even
Watch TV at all
So weird
But my grandpa's cool with me

[Verse 2]
Mama says that grandpa is naïve
From too much trippin'
Grandpa even sang his songs for free
At the demonstration

All the punks and
Yuppie scum
They laugh at him
But my grandpa's cool with me

[Chorus]
Psychedelic afternoon
Let’s all sing a hippie tune
I will sing my song for you
That grandpa taught to me

[Verse 3]
We saw a shooting star from on a hill
Across the heavens
The real reality is just unreal
In my opinion

Laughing, dancing
Joking, talking
All the time
And my grandpa's cool with me

[Chorus]
Psychedelic afternoon
Let’s all sing a hippie tune
I will sing my song for you
That grandpa taught to me

Psychedelic afternoon
Let’s all sing a hippie tune
I will sing my song for you
That grandpa taught to me
Oh yeah
Grandpa taught to me, oh yeah, to me