Текст песне : Yer Mom. I Hate Hippies On Speed.

I had two female roommates the worst ever indeed
Oh now I know what's worse than a Hippie, that's a Hippie on Speed
Babble talk & clean all night until the sun comes up
No matter how much they consume it's still never enough

I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed, I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed
What this world doesn't need is more Hippies on Speed, Meth, Speed, No Meth

Bugs in their hair no shoes on their feet
So what if Jerry's dead this wheat grass still tastes neat
Draw another picture then do another line
Sit around & talk about Phish just waste more of my time

I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed, I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed
What this world doesn't need is more Hippies on Speed, Meth, Speed, No Meth

Tofu burgers suck aren't you sick of The Grateful Dead
You're never hungry anyway you're nose is always red
Golden seal & Protein Shakes so concerned with your health
You lie and steal so fucking much you even believe yourself

I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed, I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed
What this world doesn't need is more Hippies on Speed, Meth, Speed, No Meth

Peace, Love & Glass pipes oh what a way to be
You're so grubby & so worthless, why don't you get a job?
Everyday you lose more, more of your sanity
Everyday of sleep you lose just makes you more crazy

I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed, I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed
What this world doesn't need is more Hippies on
I Hate Hippies on Speed I Hate Hippies on Speed I Hate Hippies on Speed I Hate Hippies on Speed
& I don't like regular Hippies Either . . . . . .