Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Come on, give me a snap now.
Oh, gosh, gah, oh.
I'm hanging up my hang-up sale
I turn into a blank automaton
You won't find me on the treadmill
You can tell them Willie Boy has been and gone
Yes, Mogadon, time's over
There'll be an empty bed in Babylon
Cos I'm a happy hippie
It's beads and Roman sandals from now on
Yes, I'm a happy hippie
They call me Mr. Hippie
When everything is crappy
Being a hippie makes you happy
Cos I'm a happy hippie
And you can bet
You're a hippie
That everybody's happy
Cos everything is trippy
I've found a new position
I don't use chairs and tables anymore
I focus my attention
From a lovely purple cushion on the floor
When I look back on the rat race
I don't regret a thing I've disavowed
With the freedom of an eagle
I can always keep my head above the clouds
Cos I'm a happy hippie
They call me Mr. Hippie
When everything is crappy
Being a hippie makes you happy
Yes, I'm a happy hippie
And you can bet you're a hippie
That everybody's happy
Cos everything is trippy
Good perhaps, everyone?
Now I'm a jolly bee's pick
I haven't got a worry in the way
Now I'm a jolly bee's pick


My hair grows long and shaggy
As I savour every minute of the day
Immune from all achievement
Since I threw away my telly and my phone
In my pastoral pyjamas
Spending every waking moment getting stung
Cos I'm a happy hippie
They call me Mr. Hippie
When everything is crappy
Being a hippie makes you happy
Yes, I'm a happy hippie
And you can bet you're a hippie
That everybody's happy
Cos everything is trippy
Good perhaps, everyone?
I'm a happy hippie
And everything is trippy
I'm a happy hippie
And everything is trippy
Hippie!
Yes, I'm a happy hippie
Good perhaps, every minute of the day


When every night is lost
When my pressure's raised
, when I'm sad

It seems before our bilingual Shuttle
has got me a bit proved

Come on, let's go!
It's such a science movie!
Thank you.