The Ghetto Hippie

Ghetto Hippie, yeah. Ghetto hippie now, yeah
Ghetto Hippie, yeah, yeah! Ghetto Hippie now, yeah

He was born in a small farm town without really much to do
So he started drinkin' by the time he dropped out of school
A little early for the 50's and a bit late for the 60's
So he saw things differently, oh yeah!

So if you're looking for adventure, Ghetto Hippie, now, he's the one
In a world of violence all around him, yet, he don't own a gun
Hey, no one's out to rob him cuz he's not out to hurt no one
He's a gentile ghetto hippie and I think he's the only one
The Ghetto Hippie, yeah, ghetto hippie, now, yeah

Broke his neck at twenty in a car sippin' on some rum, well
Married him a beauty queen, had two kids on the run
He thought himself, a decent man till he heard Martin Luther King
Made him see things differently, oh yeah!

So if you're looking for adventure, Ghetto Hippie, now, he's the one
In a world of violence all around him, yet, he don't own a gun
Hey, no one's out to rob him cuz he's not out to hurt no one
He's a gentile ghetto hippie and I think he's the only one
The Ghetto Hippie, yeah, ghetto hippie, now, yeah

Don't try to understand or comprehend the mission
And he'll lead you to that water. And he'll lead you to the end

Ghetto Hippie, yeah, yeah! Lord Jesus! Ha! I'm getting funky now!
(Whistle solo) All right a, I'll tell you one more time

So if you're looking for adventure, Ghetto Hippie, now, he's the one
In a world of violence all around him, yet, he don't own a gun
Hey, no one's out to rob him cuz he's not out to hurt no one
He's a gentile ghetto hippie and I think he's the only one
The Ghetto Hippie, yeah! The Ghetto Hippie, yeah, yeah!
The Ghetto Hippie, yeah, yeah! That little ghetto hippie now, yeah