The Hippy Killers Songtext
von Bad Religion

Our apocalypse, 1981
Teenage vagrants looking for some fun
A renewed promise of prosperity
A vulgar platform for the world to see, we were-

The hippy killers
The hippy killers
The hippy killers
The hippy killers

Busted refuse from broken homes
Pocked flesh and malicious bones
Creatures sustained by desire and soul
Nothing to leave and nowhere to go, we were-


The hippy killers
The hippy killers
The hippy killers
The hippy killers

The hippy killers, hippy killers
The hippy killers, hippy killers
The hippy killers, hippy killers
The hippy killers, hippy killers
The hippy killers, hippy killers
The hippy killers, hippy killers
The hippy killers, hippy killers
The hippy killers, hippy killers

Good days during horrible times
Overused bodies, neglected minds
Shoulder to shoulder, we formed as one
The next miserable generation, we were


The hippy killers
The hippy killers
The hippy killers
The hippy killers