I'm hanging up my hang-ups

Ere I turn into a blank automoton

You won't find me on the treadmill

You can tell 'em Willy boy has been and gone

Yes mogadon time's over

There'll be an empty bed in babylon

Cos i'm a happy hippy

It's beads and roman sandles from now on

Yes I'm a happy hippy, they call me mr whippy

When everything is crappy, being hippy makes you happy

Wes i'm a happy hippy, and you can bet your bippy

That everybody's happy 'cos everything is trippy

I've found a new position

I don't use chairs and tables anymore

I focus my attention from a lovely purple cushion on the floor

When I look back at the rat-race

I don't regret a thing I've disavowed

With the freedom of an eagle

I can awlays keep my head above the clouds

'Cos i'm a happy hippy they call me mr. whippy

When everything is crappy being hippy makes you happy

Yes i'm a happy hippy and you can bet your bippy

That everybody's happy cos everything is trippy

Good day everyone

Now I 'm a jolly beatnik

I haven't got a worry in the way

My hair grows long and shaggy

As I savour every minute of the day

Immune from all achievement

Since I threw away my telly and my phone

In my pastroal pajamas

Spending every waking moment getting stoned

Yes i'm a happy hippy they call me mr. whippy

When everything is crappy being hippy makes you happy

Yes i'm a happy hippy and you can bet your bippy

That everybody's happy cos everything is trippy

i'm a happy hippy and everything is trippy

i'm a happy hippy and everything is trippy

i'm a happy hippy and everything is trippy

i'm a happy hippy and everything is trippy, yipee