Now i’m looking through the rain
I know the time will finally pass
And that I’ll see the sun again
Then happiness will be going to last
Lonely [bad word] souls
Well now we have to count them all
Look at them sit down on their knees
Praying hard for the old sixties
That’s something everyone agrees

 [bad word] Bring it on, yeah back around
See how they twist & shout
Look fine, think twice
No wonder it seems pretty nice
Bring it on back around
Back to what money just can’t buy…
 
I feel like I don’t know why
Why nobody told me
How she’d be flying through the sky
Just because of the LSD
Anyway on the hill
The fool dreams on strawberry fields
Look at him sit down on his knees
Wishing on seventies bell ring
That’s how he begins to sing