Song parody of
Hey, All You Hippies!
by The Low Anthem
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Please don't rush me
I'm over the moon
I ain't yet fit to come down
A rose is a rose
A balloon a balloon
You've got to go right now
Go get a job
Don't work for your father
He ain't no salt of the earth
In your soft little palms
Beneath the Hollywood palms
You might just do well by some work
Hey all you hippies you've got a bad name
Ever since your let your guard down
Here comes Ronald Regan from the Hollywood Hills
Don't look like he's fooling around
Now you know how they feel
You're hip to the steel
Strutting so bold and loose
Your pray to God for luck
But the reconnaissance truck
Is watching your every move
You wanted to fish
And to live off the grid
You said life should be easy and free
But just one bad actor
And his benefactors
Can bring the old girl to her knees
Hey all you hippies you've got a bad name
Ever since your let your guard down
Here comes Ronald Regan from the Hollywood Hills
Don't look like he's fooling around
Do these firework charades
And the low flying planes
Stir you patriotic voice to sing
To each flickering flag
On the Arlington lawn
For each pawn who has fell for his king
Hey all you hippies you've got a bad name
Ever since your let your guard down
Here comes Ronald Regan from the Hollywood Hills
Don't look like he's fooling around
Here comes Ronald Regan from the Hollywood Hills
Don't look like he's fooling around
Please don't rush me
I'm over the moon
I ain't yet fit to come down
A rose is a rose
A balloon a balloon
You've got to go right now
Go get a job
Don't work for your father
He ain't no salt of the earth
In your soft little palms
Beneath the Hollywood palms
You might just do well by some work
Hey all you hippies you've got a bad name
Ever since your let your guard down
Here comes Ronald Regan from the Hollywood Hills
Don't look like he's fooling around
Now you know how they feel
You're hip to the steel
Strutting so bold and loose
Your pray to God for luck
But the reconnaissance truck
Is watching your every move
You wanted to fish
And to live off the grid
You said life should be easy and free
But just one bad actor
And his benefactors
Can bring the old girl to her knees
Hey all you hippies you've got a bad name
Ever since your let your guard down
Here comes Ronald Regan from the Hollywood Hills
Don't look like he's fooling around
Do these firework charades
And the low flying planes
Stir you patriotic voice to sing
To each flickering flag
On the Arlington lawn
For each pawn who has fell for his king
Hey all you hippies you've got a bad name
Ever since your let your guard down
Here comes Ronald Regan from the Hollywood Hills
Don't look like he's fooling around
Here comes Ronald Regan from the Hollywood Hills
Don't look like he's fooling around
