I went on line tonight to buy my son tickets for Glastonbury
And there you have it!
I hope my son will find his own way
And not have his mom pay on line
For him to sleep in the mud
Mud that reaches deeper into his history than
Ephemeral umbilical blood
Sing hey-ho for clever hippies
Who don’t buy tickets to Glastonbury for sons on line.
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