Who needs the peace corps

LETRA

Who needs the peace corps

What's there to live for?
who needs the peace corps?

Think I'll just drop out
I'll go to Frisco
buy a wig
and sleep on Owsley's floor

Walked past the wig store
danced at the Filmore

I'm completely stoned
I'm hippy and I'm trippy
I'm a gypsy on my own

I'll stay a week and get the crabs
and take a bus back home

I'm really just a phony but forgive me cuz' I'm stoned

Every town must have a place where phony hippies meet
psychedelic dungeons popping up on every street

Go to San Francisco!!!!

How I love ya
how I love ya
how I love ya
how I love ya
Frisco!!!

How I love ya
how I love ya
how I love ya
how I love ya
oh my hair's gettin' good in the back

Every town must have a place where phony hippies meet
psychedelic dungeons popping up on every street

Go to San Francisco!!!!

Hotcha!
first I'll buy some beads
and then perhaps a leather band to go around my head
some feathers and bells
and a book indian lure

I will ask the chamber of commerce how to get to Height Street
and smoke an awful lot of dope

I will wander around barefoot
I will have a psicodelic gleam in my eye at all times
I will love everyone
I will love the police as they kick the shit out of me on the street

I will sleep...
I will
I will go to a house
that's
that's what i will do
I will go to a house where theres a Rock and Roll band
cuz' the groups all live together
and I will join a rock and roll band I will be their road manager
and I will stay there with them and I will get the crabs but I won't care