Letra de If 6 Was 9

Yeah, sing the song, Bro' If the Sun refuse to shine I don't mind, I don't mind If the mountains fell in the sea Let it be, it ain't me Alright, 'cause I got my own world to look through And I ain't gonna copy you Now if 6 turned out to be 9 I don't mind, I don't mind Alright, if all the hippies cut off all their hair I don't care, I don't care Dig, 'cause I got my own world to live through And I ain't gonna copy you White collared conservative flashing down the street Pointing their plastic finger at me They're hoping soon my kind will drop and die But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high Wave on, wave on Fall mountains, just don't fall on me Go ahead on Mr. Business man, you can't dress like me Sing on Brother, play on drummer