Poor Phraser

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I Haight Ashbury



I Haight Ashbury

It’s Camden Market with a tan

I Haight Ashbury

The sixties are over, man

I Haight Ashbury

Whereas once the hippy dream made sense

Now it makes cents and dollars

Out of tie dye t-shirts and Grateful Dead posters

Jim Morrison placemats and Hendrix drinks coasters

You can buy bongs with your Barclaycard

This is shop counter culture

Disneyland for wannabe drop-outs

Where only tourists wear

Flowers in their hair

Yeah, I Haight Ashbury

Don’t ever bother going there

If you’re going to San Francisco

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  4. wannakickit said: My reaction exactly when I went there for the first time
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  6. screamblog said: My friend lives in one of the apartments on Haight Ashbury, FUCK THAT PLACE. Try getting your mail everyday or a cup of coffee and hastled by the same stoned out fuckers. Truely a little piece of hell.
  7. the-third-way said: Funnily enough, I am about to go to San Fran. ‘Camden Market with a tan’ - yes!
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