The Fugs - Doin' All Right lyrics

Doin' All Right I got hairs growin' around my nose and throat I don't ever exercise the right to vote When you see me on the street you yell "Jesus Christ!" But I'm getting mine I'm doin' all right I'm not ever gonna go to Vietnam I'd prefer to stay right here and [screw] your mom When you see me on the street you yell "Jesus Christ!" But I'm getting mine I'm doin' all right When I walk down the street The people that I meet Hold their noses and say, "How are you fixed for blades?" But I just walk on by I don't even hear 'em Because I'm high And I'm getting almost as much [p**y] as the spades I'm doin' all right We got to love one another And we got to die So rip your panties off And ah look me right in the eye You can't miss me I look a lot like Jesus Christ But I'm getting mine I'm doin' all right I got hairs growin' around my nose and throat I don't ever exercise the right to vote When you see me on the street you yell "Jesus Christ!" But I'm getting mine I'm doin' all right But I'm getting mine I'm doin' all right What are you doing tonight? But I'm getting mine I'm doin' all right