| Song | Go, Hippie |
| Artist | Fountains of Wayne |
| Album | Utopia Parkway |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Collingwood, Schlesinger | |
| Go, hippie | |
| Skip down the old road | |
| Don't even see me, do you at all | |
| Some days you get so tired of hanging | |
| Trying to deep-fry all your boredom | |
| Big hippie | |
| The day was so slow | |
| And I can see you feel it too | |
| Sometimes you wish you knew karate | |
| Oh, the things that you could, like | |
| Crossing in between greens | |
| Just because you want to | |
| Not because you ought to | |
| Oh, how can you ever explain | |
| They can never feel your pain | |
| Neither can you | |
| Mr. Crabtree | |
| Sits in the window | |
| He sees a lot, but he don't know | |
| That was you across the yard | |
| Throwing brownies at his car | |
| Sweet hippie | |
| Keeping your head low | |
| Around the car park you swing low | |
| Some days it all falls down around you | |
| Some days you fall down in the snow, while | |
| Crossing in between greens | |
| Just because you want to | |
| Not because you ought to | |
| Oh, how can you ever explain | |
| They can never feel your pain | |
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| zuo ci : Collingwood, Schlesinger | |
| Go, hippie | |
| Skip down the old road | |
| Don' t even see me, do you at all | |
| Some days you get so tired of hanging | |
| Trying to deepfry all your boredom | |
| Big hippie | |
| The day was so slow | |
| And I can see you feel it too | |
| Sometimes you wish you knew karate | |
| Oh, the things that you could, like | |
| Crossing in between greens | |
| Just because you want to | |
| Not because you ought to | |
| Oh, how can you ever explain | |
| They can never feel your pain | |
| Neither can you | |
| Mr. Crabtree | |
| Sits in the window | |
| He sees a lot, but he don' t know | |
| That was you across the yard | |
| Throwing brownies at his car | |
| Sweet hippie | |
| Keeping your head low | |
| Around the car park you swing low | |
| Some days it all falls down around you | |
| Some days you fall down in the snow, while | |
| Crossing in between greens | |
| Just because you want to | |
| Not because you ought to | |
| Oh, how can you ever explain | |
| They can never feel your pain | |
| Neither can you p align" center" font size" 3" b a href" index. htm" u |
| zuò cí : Collingwood, Schlesinger | |
| Go, hippie | |
| Skip down the old road | |
| Don' t even see me, do you at all | |
| Some days you get so tired of hanging | |
| Trying to deepfry all your boredom | |
| Big hippie | |
| The day was so slow | |
| And I can see you feel it too | |
| Sometimes you wish you knew karate | |
| Oh, the things that you could, like | |
| Crossing in between greens | |
| Just because you want to | |
| Not because you ought to | |
| Oh, how can you ever explain | |
| They can never feel your pain | |
| Neither can you | |
| Mr. Crabtree | |
| Sits in the window | |
| He sees a lot, but he don' t know | |
| That was you across the yard | |
| Throwing brownies at his car | |
| Sweet hippie | |
| Keeping your head low | |
| Around the car park you swing low | |
| Some days it all falls down around you | |
| Some days you fall down in the snow, while | |
| Crossing in between greens | |
| Just because you want to | |
| Not because you ought to | |
| Oh, how can you ever explain | |
| They can never feel your pain | |
| Neither can you p align" center" font size" 3" b a href" index. htm" u |