Intro...

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                 Hippies stink.

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   Kill, kill, kill hippies. Kill, kill, kill hippies.


Verse I.

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   Be the first on your block, befor it's too late,

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   Grab your weapon, kill a hippie today.

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   Kill, kill, kill hippies.
   
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   All they'll do is plant you a flower.

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   You can't try to, 'cause they're a strange power.


Chorus...

   C     C     G    C
   Kill, kill, kill hippies.

   C     C     A    C
   Kill, kill, kill hippies.


Verse II.

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   Alway's smelling foul, they're an eye-sore.

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   There is no use for, hippies no more.


Chorus...


Verse III.

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   Don't fight thing's, and be violent.
 
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   They don't even believe in self-defense.


Chorus...


Verse IV.

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   Kill 'em 'cause their hair's too long.

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   Kill 'em 'cause their views were wrong.

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   Kill, kill, kill hippies.

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   Kill 'em 'cause you don't like what they're worth.

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   Kill 'em 'cause they stink and fouls up the earth.


Chorus...


Verse V.

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   Kill 'em 'cause they need a straight-coat.

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   Kill 'em 'cause they need a straight-coat.

   C
   Kill 'em 'cause they need a straight-coat.


Chorus...


Verse VI.

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   Destroy the hippies, get your gun.   

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   Issue dope liscenses for everyone.

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   Kill, kill, kill hippies.

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   Destroy the hippies, do it now.

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   A dollar ninty-five buy's a (something?).


Chorus...


Verse VII.

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   No matter what you do, or how outta line,

   C                                 G     C
   They just smile, and give you the peace sign.

   C     C     G    C
   Kill, kill, kill hippies.
 
   C                        A      C
   Makes you hate 'em, much softer pace.

   C                               G        C
   All the more reason to put them in their place.


Chorus...


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   Send them back to San Fransisco,

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   Send them back to San Fransisco,

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   Send them back to San Fransisco, 

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   Now.