The Red Sox Are Winning

When you are gun
 I keep track of the time
 In my deary lamb aligned
 And the past is behind
 It was so long ago when believing and beauty
 Celebrated the birth, it was green lovely green
 We got flyied like me quid
 But nowadays no one seems to care
 They laugh at things when I ride my bike
 Turn away in shame when I find my guide
 I spend my Saturdays alone in the mirror
 Arranging my hair, in the end what is there?
 To took off passing time, should I turn off the TV
 Or go to the race track and bet on the dogs
 And the weather is strange
 No summer this year
 In the days of the war
 But the Red Sox are winning
 But nowadays no one seems to care
 They laugh at things when I ride my bike
 Turn away in shame when I find my guide
 I spend my Saturdays alone in the mirror
 Arranging my hair, in the end what is there?
 To took off passing time, should I turn off the TV
 Or go to the race track and bet on the dogs
 And the weather is strange
 No summer out here
 In the days of the war
 But the Red Sox are winning
 Let's make Boston, America's number one baseball city!
 Heey! Kill the hippies, kill the hippies!