Betrayal

It was the summer of love and I thank the stars above

Because the woman took her lovin over me

And just to gain her trust, I bought a microbus

Because I sold off all my personal property

A tie-tie-dyed dress, she was a psychedelic mess

We toured to the north, south, east and west

We sold some mushroom tea,

We sold some ecstasy,

We sold nitrous, opium, acid, heroin and PCP

Now I hear the police coming after me

Now I hear the police coming after me

The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair,

She's got the police coming after me...