Well its that time of year again everybodys runnin round Decoratin everything before the fat man comes to town Meanwhile at the commune hes getting ready too Hes tyedying Tshirt making love beads just for you Hes trimming up his favorite tree, tokin what he grew Well hes got the eight track blastin incense burns by candlelight Gene Autrys singin Rudolph, The Grateful Dead do Silent Night And hes seen the evening news and the prospects still look dim But solutions for the planet he knows starts right here with him So hell visualize this sacred night a world that aint out on a limb Yeah, its and old hippie Christmas weathers cold and hearts are warm Mommas smokes the turkey while daddy smokes the farm Its an old hippie Christmas just full of yuletide fun Jesus must have been a hippie peace and love to everyone Well the kids make up their wish list Sunshine, wants the A bomb banned Rainbow, wants to go to Frisco in a old Volkswagon van An the black lights and the lava lamps are flashin all about And Santa in his sandals leaves us little doubt That Christmas time is almost here its gonna be farout Yeah, its and old hippie Christmas weathers cold and hearts are warm Mommas smokes the turkey while daddy smokes the farm Its an old hippie Christmas just full of yuletide fun Jesus must have been a hippie peace and love to everyone Yeah, its and old hippie Christmas weathers cold and hearts are warm Mommas smokes the turkey while daddy smokes the farm Its an old hippie Christmas just full of yuletide fun Jesus must have been a hippie peace and love to everyone
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