It ain´t no joke I´d like to buy the world a toke
And teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars
Hey I know it´s just a song but it´s spice for the recipe
This is a love attack I know it went out but it´s back.
It´s just like any fad it retracts before impact
And just like fashion it´s a passion for the with it and hip
If you got the goods they´ll come and buy it just to stay in the clique

So don´t delay act now supplies are running out
Allow if you´re still alive six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer is shun you might as well be walkin´ on the sun

Twenty-five years ago they spoke out and they broke out
Of recession and oppression and together they toked
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire
Just singin´ and clappin´ man what the hell happened
Then some were spellbound some were hellbound
Some they fell down and some got back up and
Fought back ´gainst the melt down
And their kids were hippie chicks all hypocrites
Because fashion is smashin´ the true meaning of it

So don´t delay act now supplies are running out
Allow if you´re still alive six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer is shun you might as well be walkin´ on the sun

It ain´t no joke when a mama´s handkerchief is soaked
With her tears because her baby´s life has been revoked
The bond is broke up so choke up and focus on the close up
Mr. Wizard can´t perform no godlike hocus-pocus
So don´t sit back kick back and watch the world get bushwhacked
News at 10:00 your neighborhood is under attack
Put away the crack before the crack puts you away
You need to be there when your baby´s old enough to relate