Harry Hippie (Studio Original)

Everybody claims that they want the best things outta life
Ha, but not everyone, not everyone wanna got through the toils and strifes
Like this particular fellah, walks around all day long singin this song
Sha na lah dah dah lah dah dah dah dah
Harry Hippie, lies asleep in the shade
Life dont bug him cause he thinks hes got it made
He never worry about nothin in particular
Oh, he might even sell free press on Sunset
Id like to help a man when hes down
but I cant help him much
when hes sleepin on the ground
Hes like a bottle in water
Harry just floats through life
Walks around all day long singin this song
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh yeah
Mary Hippie, shes Harrys lady
Panhandles money just to feed Harrys baby
She can lie down a story so incredible
Man, you wanna help her take the food home and put it on the table
Id like to help a man when hes down
But I cant help ya, Harry
If you wanna sleep on the ground.
Sorry Harry, youre too much weight to carry around
But he still walks around all day singin this song
Sha dah dah dah sha nah nah nah nah nah
Nah sha lah lah lah lah dah dah dah
Street child, street child
Tell me where will you be goin
When old man winter gets his horn and starts blowin
Will you hang around LA
Or hitch a ride on a freeway
Meet an old familiar face in a new place
Id like to help a man when hes down
But how can I help him if he's somewhere outta town
Sorry Harry, think Im gonna put you down
Sha dah dah dah sha dah dah dah dah
Sha lah lah lah lah dah dah dah
Everybody help me sing this song , oh yeah