John The Prophet
Written by John Galantini
Sally Driver left her home And hitched a ride to San Anton' On the way she met a man They never heard from her again
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Summer 1966 Merry Pranksters got their kicks Everyone was on that bus Everyone except of course
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Late arrival on the scene Turned up greased in vaseline Drank the KoolAid with the rest Turned on by the acid test
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Albert Hoffman paved the way Chemistry is child's play A million doses made on speed Gave it all away for free
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Big old house in Walnut Creek Many came to hear him speak Many shared the master behind Where many slept and many bled
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I heard them chanting in the barn Many voices rose as one All fell silent all fell down An influence that knew no bounds
John the Prophet Easy does it, John the Prophet John the Prophet Easy does it, John the Prophet