Watongo sees through his hand A bummer, at the Sculpt Inn I be the "no good hippie" type Go! dissapear miseing. Or! One day youll turn around Watongo, will be there Holding a hippie severed head By the hair, by the hair Watongo sees through his hand He sees that hippie begging on the street A smelly turkey hippie He is on Haight Street One day youll turn around Watongo, will be there Holding a hippie severed head By the hair, by the hair Get your hands off me dude! One day youll turn around Watongo, will be there Holding a hippie severed head By the hair, by the hair