When I was a young lad with stars in my eyes, we were going to change the world going to make it turn out right, we shouted out our voices weren't afraid to make a stand, a half a million people on a farm stood hand in hand
But I look around me now I do not understand, what happened to the dreams what happened to the plans, its our turn now we're in control its time to make it right, but we turned in to the people we used to try to fight, what I want to kow is where did all the hippies go?
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