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Hippies are squares with long hairAnd they don't wear no underwearCountry Rock is on the wayI don't wan't music, I won't pay (?)Dictators can't swing (?)Make you dance and singCause no oil spil (?)You don't know us, but you will!We're the members of the master raceGot no style, and we got no graceSleep all night, sleep all dayNothing good on t.v. anywayGasoline shortage won't stop me now, Oh no!We've reached a higher spiritual plainThat is so high, I can't explainWe tell jokes to make you laughWe play sports so we don't get fatWe can't sweat and stinkWe can't eat and drinkDon't do what we're toldAnd we're scared of growing old!Letras de cancionesWe're the members of the master raceWe don't judge you by your faceFirst we check to see what you eatThen we bend down and smell your feetHope you don't pick your nose!My favorite part of growing upIs when I'm sick and throwing upIt's the dues you've got to payFor eating burgers every dayTake my vitamin CNo one's good for meLife can take it's tollWhen you're livingROCK N' ROLL!!!We're the members of the master raceGot no tact, and we got no tasteFirst you put your sneakers onGoing outside to have some funDont forget to wipe your ass!C'mon guys!LETS GO! x13 From Letras Mania