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| Brother Billy was A little ticked off To hear the busy tone on me telephone; I said I was only nine When Richard Nixon resigned! He said those were better times, When all the hippies died. I said Alright! I hate to rain on your parade! Alright! But they're still kicking In their graves! Alright! Politicians are still the same. Alright! Alright! It must have been a trip When long hair was hip And everyone was kin And everything was digged Against the government. Together to the end! And everyone was friends. He's glad there ain't none left. He's glad there ain't none left! I said Alright! I hate to rain on your parade! Alright. But they're still kicking In their graves! Alright! Politicians are still the same. Alright! Alright! |
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