Well I flipped my wig in the Valley of the Dolls
Went on a teenage rampage, what a trip trip trip
This psychedelic retro that they don't understand
Open up your mind, button up your lip lip lip
'Cause I'm sick - of conversations with people I despise
I'm sick - of free love and always quenching my desires
I'm sick - of groovy, dig it, and like wow
I'm sick - of it all I want to crush kill destroy
I wanna spill the blood of a hippy
I'm eager to stone a stoned child from the 60's
I wanna switchblade to cut their lovebeads
An enema, not love. That's what the world needs now.
My body is a temple, it's a sacred site
She's chanting mantras she's a loser lost in space space space
She's jacked into the junk she's got a velvet head
She's not high on life she's off her face face face
I say no more - "Alice when she's ten foot tall"
No more - "Blowin' in the wind" or "I shall be released"
No more - I got this headache, honey what's the use?
I'm gonna get a gun and make my own kinda fun
I wanna spill the blood of a hippy
I'm eager to stone a stoned child from the 60's
I wanna switchblade to cut their lovebeads
An enema, not love. That's what the world needs now.
I had a date at eight with a girl called Fleur
I had to meet her parents, what a trip trip trip
They offered me a joint, a cup of miso soup
And some tofu magic mushrooms oh how hip hip hip
Then I saw her - with a poster of Jimmy Hendrix on the wall
I saw her - change from a schooldress and into a sarong
I saw her - saying cool, dig it and like wow
Then I sawed her - in half, I can't tell which piece I want
I wanna spill the blood of a hippie
I'm eager to stone a stoned child from the sixties
I want a switchblade to cut their lovebeads
Genocide not Genesis (YUK!). That's what the world needs now
We've had enough of farting vegetarians
Open up their mouths and feed 'em meat meat meat
Get all the buskers, dole bludgers and the junkies
Back on the crack and off the street street street
Well I say no more - "Alice when she's ten foot tall"
No more - "Blowin' in the wind" or "I shall be released"
There's a hippy in my house, he drives me mad
It wouldn't be so bad if he was someone elses dad
I wanna spill the blood of a hippy
I'm eager to stone a stoned child from the 60's
I wanna switchblade to cut their peenies
An enema, not love. That's what the world needs now.