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I swear it's 1970 Let's take em back Let's go Yeah, I swear it's 1970 I'm up in San Fran, off of Haight and Ashbury Shotgun in the v-dub, I'm screamin' out "free love" Rewritin' history quit relivin' that rerun Hitchhiked to Venice, became an apprentice Of a guru who used to serve Dalai Lama at breakfast And he taught me relativity, to orchestrate a symphony Of positivity, empathy, synergy, and divinity Health wealth success and happiness will always be my mantra Possessions don't own you man, I learned that shit from my rasta You got the whole world on a string Learned that from Frank Sinatra Long live the lizard king, forever I'ma be the change that I want to see People gon remember me, I swear it's 1970 Money's cool and everything, but I'd rather make a memory I swear it's, I swear it's 1970 One thousand smiles an hour, think weed is a flower We fight the fist with peace signs of power til hate is devoured We dry the eyes of tears we encounter, no more debbie downer SongtexteI don't even get sour when someone like "Hey go take a shower you hippy" I swear it's 1970 No better feeling than chillin in Greenwich Village the illest (quote me) Ask Dylan and Ginsberg and Kesey to all bless me (holy) Folk taught me survival, poetry was the Bible One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, it just spoke to my soul Scorin' goals like mo goalie, we standing up to the bully Prepared to speak it til they hear it, my kindred spirit's Spicole On a journey to unite the world and no one can slow me Impossible says "I'm possible," back to the story I'ma be the change that I want to see People gon remember me, I swear it's 1970 Money's cool and everything, but I'd rather make a memory I swear it's, I swear it's 1970 I'ma be the change that I want to see People gon remember me, I swear it's 1970 Money's cool and everything, but I'd rather make a memory I swear it's, I swear it's 1970 That's 1970 shit man Come anytime with me Mod Sun M-O-D S-U-N Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Aus Songtexte Mania