Met a man he was nice Said his name was paradise Didnt 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
gumbo, hippy, chop, firewood, good