Harry Hippie Lyrics - S.o.s.: Save Our Soul - Marc Broussard

Everybody claims that they want the best things 

outta life, (ha) but not everyone, not everyone 

wanna got through the toils and strifes. 

Like this particular fella, walks around 

all day long singin' this song 

sha na lah dah dah lah dah dah dah dah 

Harry Hippie, lies asleep in the shade, 

life don't bug him cause he 

thinks he's got it made. 

He never worry about nothin' in particular 

Oooh he might even sell free press on Sunset. 

I'd like to help a man when he's down 

but I can't help him much 

when he's sleepin' on the ground. 

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He's like a bottle in water 

Harry just floats through life 

Walks around all day long singin' this song 

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ohhh yeah 

Mary Hippie, she's Harry's lady 

Panhandles money just to feed Harry's baby. 

She can lie down a story so incredible 

Man, you wanna help her take the food 

home and put it on the table. 

I'd like to help a man when he's down, 

but I can't help ya Harry 

if you wanna sleep on the ground. 

Sorry Harry, you're too much weight 

to carry around. 

But he still walks around all day singin' this song 

Sha dah dah dah sha nah nah nah nah nah 

nah sha lah lah lah lah dah dah dah 

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Street child, street child, tell me where 

will you be goin' 

when old man winter gets his horn 

and starts blowin' 

Will you hang around LA 

or hitch a ride on a freeway 

Meet an old familiar face in a new place. 

I'd like to help a man when he's down 

But how can I help him sha lah lah lah lah dah dah dah 

Everybody help me sing this song, oh yeah, 

if he's somewhere outta town 

Sorry Harry, think I'm gonna put you down. 

Sha dah dah dah sha dah dah dah dah