Hippy Gumbo
Met a man he was nice
Said his name was paradise
Didn't 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 wood
Guiso Hippie
Conocí a un hombre amable
Dijo que su nombre era paraíso
No me di cuenta en ese momento
Que su rostro y mente eran míos
Guiso Hippie, no es bueno
Córtalo para leña
Parecía bueno y parecía correcto
Que lo cavara toda la noche
Pero en la mañana con el sol
Sacó un arma automática
Voló mi alma, voló mi cerebro
Dijo que yo no podía hacer lo mismo
Guiso Hippie, no es bueno
Córtalo para leña
Guiso Hippie, no es bueno
Córtalo y quema la madera