Oh come all ye Grateful Deadheads to the concert.
Oh come Grateful Deadheads and camp in the street.
Bring rolling papers, don't forget your sleeping bags.
Oh come get us some floor seats.
We followed them for four weeks.
Oh come get us some floor seats, to see the Lord.
Come all ye hippies, throwbacks to the '60's.
Paint flowers on your van and don't wash your feet.
Wear your bell-bottoms and your tie-dyed t-shirts.
Oh come let us adore them. We quit our day jobs for them.
Oh come let us adore them. Garcia's the Lord.
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