My father is a doctor, he's a familiary man,
My mother works for charity whenever she can,
And they're both good clean Americans who abide by the law,
And they both stick up for liberty and they both support the war,
My happiness was made for when they laid their money down,
For Summers in a Summer camp, and Winters in the town,
My future in the system was talked about and planned,
But I gave it up for music and the free electric band
I went to school in hand-washed shirts with nearly ordered hair,
The school was big and newly built and filled with light and air,
And the teacher taught us values that we had to learn to keep,
And he clipped the ear of many idle kid who went to sleep,
And my father organized for me a college in the East,
But I went to California, the sun-shine and the beach,
My parents and my lecturers could never understand,
Why I gave it up for music and the free electric band
Well, they used to sit and speculate upon their son's career,
A lawer or a doctor or a civil engineer,
Just give me bread and water, put a guitar in my hand,
'cause all I need is music and a free electric band.
My father sent me money and I spent it all on grass,
On a girl I met in Berkeley in a social science class,
And I learned about her body, but her mind I didn't know,
Until the rootel attitudes and morals began to show,
She wanted to get married, even though she never said,
But I knew her well enough by now to see inside her head,
She'd settled for suburbia and a little patch of land,
So I geave her up for music and the free electric band.
Hoo Hoo the free electric band
da ba dab da dab da dab the free electric band
da ba dab da dab da dab
