^GHe turned thirty-five last Sunday ^CIn his hair he found some ^Ggray But he still ain't changed his lifestyle ^CHe likes it better the old^D way So he ^Cgrows a little garden in the back^G yard by the fence He's con^Csuming what he's growing nowa^Gdays in self defense He get's ^Dout there in the twilight zone some^Ctimes when it just don't make no ^Gsense He gets off on country music `cause disco left him cold He's got young friends into new wave buts he's just too damn old And he dreams at night of Woodstock and the day John Lennon died how the music made him happy and the silence made him cry Yeah, he thinks of John sometimes and he has to wonder why CHORUS: He's an ^Cold hippie and he ^Gdon't know what to do should ^Dhang on to the old should he ^Ggrab on to the new He's an ^Cold hippie his new li^Gfe is just a bust he ain't ^Dtrying to change nobody he just ^Ctrying real ^Dhard to ad^Gjust He was sure back in the sixties that everyone was hip Then they sent him off to Vietnam on his senior trip And they force him to become a man while he was still a boy and in each wave of tragedy he waited for the joy Now this world may change around him but he just can't change no more CHORUS: Well he stays away a lot now from the parties and the clubs And he's thinking while he's joggin' 'round Sure is glad he quit the hard drugs Cause him and his kind get more endangered everyday And pretty soon the species will just up and fade away Like the smoke from that torpedo just up and fade away