My mother works for charity
They both stick up for liberty,
they both support the war.
My happiness was paid for
when they laid their money down
For summers in the summer camp
was talked about and planned
But I gave it up for music
and the three electric bands
I went to school in hand washers
And the school was big and newly built
and filled with light and air
And the teacher taught us values
that we had to learn to keep
And they clipped the ears
of many idle kids who went to sleep
So my father organized for me
for the sunshine and the beach
My parents and my lecturers
Why I gave it up for music
Well they used to sit and speculate
Just give me bread and wa ter,
and I spent it pretty fast
And a girl I met in Berkeley
in the social science class
Yes and we learned about her body
but her mind we did not know
Until the brooded attitudes
She wanted to get married
even though she never said
And I knew her well enough
and a little patch of land
So I gave a rap for music
and the free electric band
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