Psychedelic Afternoon lyrics
by David Byrne
[Verse 1]
Grandpa swore he’d never cut his hair
In ‘67
Going on a trip to grandpa's farm
The hippie commune
He don't even
Watch TV at all
So weird
But my grandpa's cool with me
[Verse 2]
Mama says that grandpa is naïve
From too much trippin'
Grandpa even sang his songs for free
At the demonstration
All the punks and
Yuppie sc*m
They laugh at him
But my grandpa's cool with me
[Chorus]
Psychedelic afternoon
Let’s all sing a hippie tune
I will sing my song for you
That grandpa taught to me
[Verse 3]
We saw a shooting star from on a hill
Across the heavens
The real reality is just unreal
In my opinion
Laughing, dancing
Joking, talking
All the time
And my grandpa's cool with me
[Chorus]
Psychedelic afternoon
Let’s all sing a hippie tune
I will sing my song for you
That grandpa taught to me
Psychedelic afternoon
Let’s all sing a hippie tune
I will sing my song for you
That grandpa taught to me
Oh yeah
Grandpa taught to me, oh yeah, to me