Some Kind of a Hypocrite 

I wish I was drunk, as drunk as a skunk,
   on the side of the road
Sweet smellin’ striped tuxedo movin’ ever so slow
He seems so unique lyin’ there on the street,
    but he’s gettin’ too old
To remember if he ever knew how to do his tie in a bow

   I’m some kind of hypocrite, the more that I think of it,
      the more I’m ashamed
   I sing, “Sweet Jesus”, ooh, I love the sound of his name


It’s good to get stoned on what you grow on your own
   when you’re out on the farm
A little bit of thc never did you no harm
It’s nice to get high, always helps you get by
   when there’s not much to do
Just lay back, play a whole lot of pretty good tunes


I tried me some coke, it sort of made me go broke,
   didn’t leave me dime
But my sinuses cleared and I had a good time
You gotta beware, better take care, don’t go catching a cold
Each sneeze costs more than forty-seven dollars a blow, (oh no)

You gotta like sex, I say what the heck,
   always have a good time
Late nights with that sweet little lady of mine
I know it’s a sin to live the way that we’ve been,
   sort of danglin’ the string
I got no knot, she got no diamond ring,

There’s always a war, it’s getting’ me bored,
   can’t you see it’s the end
Forget about who gonna lose, who gonna win?
It’s not very smart to blow each other apart,
   some politician can say
“Gee kids, we got just a little carried away”