See the rock man in the woods?nHe's a hippie man on the cutting edgenWearing flowers in his beardnHe sings the songs of a psychedelic seer, uh-huhnnAll of your fashions will fade, like the dawning and ending of days nnHippie man meets the avant-gardenHe's got a bunch of songsnHe's working hard, uh-huhnnEighties man follows close behindnForging brand new worldsnWith his eighties mindnnAll of your fashions will fade, like the dawning and ending of daysnI thought you were my friend, but then you just let me down