If 6 Were 9 Songtext / Lyric

If the sun refused to shine

I don't mind, no baby I don't mind

And If the mountains fell in the sea

It ain't me, you know you've got to be free



I got my own world to live through

And I ain't gonna copy you.






Now if six turned out to be nine

I don't mind, no baby I don't mind,

If all the hippies cut off all their hair,

I don't care, no baby I don't care.



Because I, I've got my own world to live through,

And I ain't gonna copy you.



White collar conservative walkin' down the street

Pointin' their plastic finger at me,

Hopin' my kind will drop and die

But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high,

So..., play on drummer.



I've got my own world to live through,

And I ain't gonna copy you.