Marc Bolan - Hippy Gumbo lyrics

Met a man he was nice Said his name was paradise Didn't realise at the time That his face and mind were mine Hippy Gumbo he's no good Chop him up for firewood It seemed good and it seemed right That I should dig him on the night But in the morning with the sun he pulled an automatic gun He blew my soul, he blew my brain He said I could not do the same Hippy Gumbo he's no good Chop him up for firewood Hippy Gumbo he's no good Chop him up and burn the wood.