Psychedelic Afternoon - David Byrne

If you see someone with crazy hair

Well that’s my grandpa

And if you hear some singing from upstairs

It’s only grandpa

All night long

The music played

The same old songs

But my grandpa’s cool with me

Psychedelic afternoon

Let’s sing a hippie tune

I will sing my song for you

My grandpa taught to me, oh yeah

The clouds stick in my hair and in my eyes

In thirty flavors

I tried to taste them all, I can’t decide

Which one is better

The girl will smile

The whole day long

She can see

Why my grandpa’s cool with me

Psychedelic afternoon

Let’s sing a hippie tune

I will sing my song for you

My grandpa taught to me, oh yeah

Love train, flashlight

Airplane, blue skies

Chocolate, justice

Freedom, romance

The weeds have grown

Up to the windowsill

In sunny weather

We take all our clothes and laugh until

Our eyeballs water

We could dance

And fall in love

And you could see

Why my grandpa’s cool with me

Psychedelic afternoon

Let’s sing a hippie tune

I will sing my song for you

My grandpa taught to me, oh yeah

Psychedelic afternoon

Let’s sing a hippie tune

I will sing my song for you

My grandpa taught to me