I Bet Hippy - Guided By Voices

You should tell your men about my trip

The likes that never walked my walk

I was a jealous guy, soaking up my tongue

I bet Hippy the hell had begun

The pain was angry in my gut

Should your children hate me?

About what?

I shaved my face, all hair down to my groin

I bet Hippy, no 'cause I will join

In time the anger, it must go

You saw the dark night of my soul

Shut out your guns, damn your guns, shut your mouth

I bet Hippy I will wander North and South