it’s hard to tell you how i feel without hurting you
so try to think about yourself the way that i see you
your life revolves around a force of oppression
and i won’t deal with true blue devils of correction
got no flowers for your gun no hippychick
won’t make love to change your mind no hippychick
no hippychick no hip hip hip hip hip
today we’ll sit here drinking coffee in your incident room
tonight you’ll close the door and lock me in that bare bulb gloom
love it ain’t something riding on a motorbike
and love i stopped loving you since the miners’ strike
got no flowers for your gun no hippychick
won’t make love to change your mind no hippychick
no hippychick no hip hip hip hip hip
ha
it’s hard it’s hard
it’s hard it’s hard
no hippychick no hip hip hip hip hip
no hippychick no hip hip hip hip hip
no hippychick no hip hip hip hip hip
no hippychick
Artist: Soho
Year: 1990
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 98