Hippy Gumbo - текст песни
Hippy Gumbo
Met a man he was nice Said his name was paradise Didn't realise at the time That his face and mind were mine
Hippy Gumbo he no good Chop him up for firewood
It seemed good and it seemed right That I should dig him all the night But in the morning with the sun He pulled an automatic gun He blew my soul he blew my brain He said I could not do the same
Hippy Gumbo he no good Chop him up for firewood Hippy Gumbo he no good Chop him up and burn the woo d
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