My father is a doctor, he's a familiy man |
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My mother works for charity whenever she can |
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They're both good clean Americans who abide by the law |
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They both stick up for liberty and they both support the war. |
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My happiness was paid for when they laid their money down |
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For summers in a summercamp and winters in the town |
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My future in the system was talked about and planned |
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But I gave it up for music and the Free Electric Band. |
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I went to school in handwashed shirts with neatly oiled hair |
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And the school was big and newly built and filled with light and air |
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And the teacher taught us values that we had to learn to keep |
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And they clipped the ear of many idle kid who went to sleep. |
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Till my father organised for me a college in the east |
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But I went to California for the sunshine and the beach |
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My parents and my lecturers could never understand |
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Why I gave it up for music and the Free electric band. |
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Well they used to sit and speculated upon their son's career |
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A lawyer or a docter or a civil engineer |
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Just give me bread and water, put a guitar in my hand |
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'Cos all I need is music and the Free Electric Band. |
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My father sent me money and I spent it pretty fast |
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On a girl I met in Berkley in a social science class |
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Yes and we learned about her body but her mind we did not know |
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Until deep routed attitudes and morals began to show |
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She wanted to get married even though she never said |
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And I knew her well enough by now to see inside her head |
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She'd settle for suburbia and a little patch of land |
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So I gave her up for music and the Free Electric Band. |
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Oooh the Free Electric Band. |
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shaladah badup dup dee dee dee with Free Electric Band. |
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shaladah badup dup dee dee dee with Free Electric Band. |
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shaladah badup dup dee dee dee with Free Electric Band. |
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shaladah badup dup dee dee dee with Free Electric Band. |
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shaladah badup dup dee dee dee with Free Electric Band |
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