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 ).