Lyric sheet: The Summer of Love
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Your support makes all the difference.Another golden era is being re-packaged for TV consumption as C4 launches `The
Summer Of Love' this Friday. This coincides with news this week that people suffering the effects of being prescribed huge doses of LSD in the early-Sixties are suing the NHS for more than pounds 4m
According to the history books
The drug got lots of coverage
And everyone was tripping out
Except for Malcolm Muggeridge
However, as a schoolboy
The business flummoxed me
This sacrament-on-sugar-lumps
They all called LSD;
Which vengeful secretaries
Dropped in their bosses' tea
To send them off to Narnia
Psychotic as could be
And several pop aristocrats
Who'd turned their brains to mince
Made albums in the afterglow
Un-equalled ever since
In all the years which followed
We've built on this romance
Though most of what came later
Is actually pants.
In summer 'sixty-seven
Well... where can we begin?
The buses ran as normal
The harvest was brought in
Old Labour banned the pirates
In spite of a campaign
And what we got was Radio One
And Flowers In The Rain
But no one in my area
Drew flowers on their cheeks
As blokes with bogbrush haircuts
Might chase you round for weeks.
Unless you lived in Chelsea
Where being weird was legal
For then you whopped the acid down
And called your love-child Seagull
Spent decades in a commune
In Somerset or Devon
Until you entered Parliament
In nineteen ninety-seven.*
*Probably.
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