Wildflowers*grow everywhere Vibrations flow things, will have to change (Good evening madam, It's. a recording Yes. ).Strange new ideas fill the air Some people leave others, grieve Some were bare but things will change Old concepts go new, ones grow All at once the world begins to love again ( Hello..... Uncle Bill) And the wildflowers grow out of fields Fields **of people There's no such thing as a weed Seeds of hatred Plant them and soon they will breed (Going to the pub are, you Evening? madam ).( repeat)*Love of people There's no such thing as a weed Seeds of hatred Plant them and soon they will breed Fields of people There's no such thing as a weed Seeds of hatred Plant them and soon they will feed ( repeat)*(There's a bloke out here looking for the band) ( repeat)**( repeat)**( repeat)**(Here we are now in Great Portland Street Ah. good, evening sir I, Wonder would you like to come over here and say a few words in the Microphone Oh. It. catches one a bit off balance suddenly to be Interrupted in the street I. got one Hello. I, don't wanna taxi What. I Want is this You're. a tazi driver and, we wanna taxi driver's opinion On pop music I. think it's very good mate Just. cause I gettin' a bit anciant don't Mean to say I don't enjoy it Good. Toot. your organ and we'll be away ).(Hold it One. more time it's, a bit ragged Try. one more Here. we go ).