Hippy Hut

Down a bush track off a dirt road No milkbar no postcode In the state of blissed out mind It's always nineteen sixty nine Ah when hippy boy meets hippy girl In Brunswick street tonight She'll take him back to the hippy hut Where everything's allright Take off her cheesecloth kaftan And brew some Jasmine tea Read Kerouac and Ginsberg And trip on poetry Yeah we live our lives in a hippy hut Our front door is never shut There's love and peace out in the bush Away from all the shove and push And our Kombi van goes put put put To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut Wear a headband seek nirvana Pack a bong and smoke banana Tofu gut and Lily Ponds They dance along in leather thongs Ah we'll build a mudbrick heaven Wear flowers in our hair Potbelly stove and windchimes Seagrass everywhere repeat first chorus Now hippy girl and hippy guy Lay the mattress on the floor Burn that incense all night long Submit to cosmic law Solo x2 I searched the world for the Holy Grail Pinned the donkey on the tail I knew my life was in a rut Till I found my hippy hut Now we drink rainwater from a tank Most of the time our minds a blank I get to feel just like a king Up here where the bellbirds sing We live our lives in a hippy hut Our front door is never shut It's the shack we call our home And we never feel alone Our Kombi van goes put put put To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut Yeah we live our lives in a hippy hut Share the tomb with old King Tut There's love and peace out in the bush Away from all the shove and push And our Kombi van goes put put put To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut