"Harry Hippie" by Peace

Everybody claims that they want 
The best things out-a life ha 
But not everyone - not everyone 
Wanna to go through the toils and strifes 

Like this particular fella 
Walks around all day long singin 
 

Harry Hippy 
Lies alseep in the shade 
Life dont bug him 
Cause he thinks hes got it made 

He never worry 
About nothing in particular 
But ooo he might even sell 
Free Press on Sunset 

Id like to help my man 
When hes down 
But I cant help him much 
When hes sleepin on the ground 

Hes like a bottle at water 
Harrys just floating through life 
Walks around all day singin this so-ong-ong 
Whoa-oh-whoa-whoa yeah 
 


Mary Beth 
Shes Harrys lady 
Panhandles pennies 
Just to feed Harrys baby 
She get right on the story 
So incredible 
Man you wanna help her 
Take the food home 
And put it on the table 

Id like to help my man 
When hes down and out 
But I cant help ya Harry 
If ya wanna sleep on the ground 

Sorry Harry 
Oh youre too much weight to carry 
But he still walks around 
All day long singin this song 
Sha-la-la-la sha-na-na-na-na 
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na 

Sweet child - sweet child 
Tell me where will you be goin 
When old man winter 
Hits us hard and starts blowin' 
Will ya hang around L.A. 
Or hitch a ride on a freeway 
Meet an old familiar face in a new place 
I like to help my man 
When hes down 
But how can I help him 
If hes somewhere out-a-town 

Sorry Harry 
But I think Im gonna leave you down 
Sha-na-na-na- sha-na-na-na 
Sha-na-na-na-na sha-da-da-da-da 

Everybody help me sing this song 
FADES- 
 
Oh yeah 
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na