Thought Dream

McDonald

Now I want everybody here who feels the spirit of the song

And that means all you people out there in record land

To sing along with your old friends Country Joe & The Fish

We will say an old time prayer as we look up to the sky and we ask the Lord

Please, don't you drop that H-bomb on me, go and drop it on yourself, alright ...

Well, I said please, please don't drop,

Don't drop that H-bomb, H-bomb on me

Yeah, I said please, please don't drop

Don't drop that H-bomb on me

Yeah, I said please, please don't drop

Don't drop that H-bomb on me, yes

Well you can drop it,

Oh, you can drop it on yourself.

I walk through the scented air of summer's blooming

Into the frozen air of winter's dying

And as tears inside me fall

The pain of old wounds calls me to mend them

And I realize once more

That things done before have no ending.

I feel the cold of eve slowly waning

As sun burst rays of warmth overtake me

And the twisted seeds of doubt

Which spread my sins about lie parched and withered

And the present, not the past

Claims me at the last for it's not over.

Well I said please, please don't drop

Don't drop that H-bomb, H-bomb on me

Yeah I said please, please don't drop

Don't drop that H-bomb on me

Yeah I said please, please don't drop

Don't drop that H-bomb on me ...

Hands up Charlie and-uh...

Now if you're tired or a bit run down

Can't seem to getcha feet off the ground

Maybe you oughta try a little bit of L.S.D.

Only if you want to.

Shake your head and rattle your brain

Make you act just a bit insane

Give you all the psychic energy you need

Eat flowers and kiss babies

L.S.D. for you and me.