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Baby town dreamin' on the Fourth of July Touchin' herself to the stars in the sky The stars in the sky made her blind, hey What a ride Her father's father called him big man when he missed It's that '50s kinda shit that trickles down to the kids So we tried giving peace a chance but didn't know what it is And now we're patiently awaiting for some light to come in To shake the living hell out of what we became We're frightened of the old and we're tired of the young Guess the one-trick ponies got us singin' along "Hey joe" One, two, one, two, three, four Some thought about the Ken Burns Vietnam doc From Pete hunting in the Delta to the last one to drop To my father and his friends at the Ho-Chi-Min gift shop They're cryin', "So long, Bobby" on their Jersey shirts Scared to get behind anything they believe 'Cause they blew the revolution in the '30s Tryin' to plant some seeds And yet they're patiently awaiting for some light to come in To shake the living hell of what it would became Frightened of the state but too tired to run Letras de canciones Guess these one-trick ponies got singin' along One, two, one, two, three, four Hey Joe, what do you know We're off the bridge and we're out of control Oh, hey joe, what is it called? Giving up a piece of you to let go Hey Joe, what do you know way off the bridge all Marylyn Monroe Giving up a piece of you to let go From Letras Mania