Hippy Dippy
Michael Baker
GENRE
Oh such a tall order keeps coming in
I can’t see the woods from the trees
Said I could work this plan with more money coming in
Do I have new friends now to take me in?
When I’m drunk enough to not forgive
Make it small enough to creep it in
As planes are getting higher
The Kids are screaming louder
She’s cooking in the kitchen
I’m playing on the keys
I should feel alive
Oh solid ground
Oh simple thing
Who put the bully in my hands?
And small enough to creep on in
I will meet you on the mountain
I can’t see the woods from the trees
Said I could work this plan with more money coming in
Do I have new friends now to take me in?
When I’m drunk enough to not forgive
Make it small enough to creep it in
As planes are getting higher
The Kids are screaming louder
She’s cooking in the kitchen
I’m playing on the keys
I should feel alive
Oh solid ground
Oh simple thing
Who put the bully in my hands?
And small enough to creep on in
I will meet you on the mountain
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