Hippy Children

The bubble bursts in 1968
With a hippy child in a hippy age
Love and peace man, on every wall
It's a shame my generation don't say that anymore
But guess what,

Chorus:
Hippy children,
making the money Hippy children,
tasting the honey Hippy children,
working in the city Hippy children,
in little houses sitting pretty

In the small I tape the newspapers
I see an advert advertising lifestyles
So save your conscience for sunday afternoon
Read your papers, then have a sund