I can remember when your daddy used to be a preacher He used to set you on his knee and tell you things But now years've gone by and your daddy can hardly reach you Ever since the first time that you heard your birdy song Your mama's worried 'bout your family's reputation You live on top of the hill and you got a good name Your mama don't understand that you come from a generation That's gettin' sick 'n tired of that silly social game Can't tell the woman nothin' cause her mind don't think the same Soon you'll be old enough to move out on your own Then you can have the chance to see who you really are It's awfully sad that your mama and your papa are so alone But they can't help themselves they haven't traveled very far Maybe someday they'll get there but it ain't gonna be by car I got lots of good friends, people who wanna help you Let me introduce you to my friends People with good vibrations ain't no hesitations They have found the secret to a love that never ends Matter o' fact it's just the beginning Take a look around you, you can see it in the air And all the old folks of yesterday wonder why we're grinning They're all hung up on things like war n' phony hair You'd better leave them behind you cause those people don't really care Linesider, BMI