Biography:
Skyhooks was an Australian rock band of the 1970s, sometimes classified as a glam rock band, although this is mainly the result of the band's flamboyant costumes and makeup.
The band shocked conservative middle Australia with their outrageous (for the time) costumes, lyrics, and on-stage activities, leading to seven of the ten tracks on their first album being banned from commercial radio. Much of the group's success derived from its distinctive repertoire, most of which was penned by bassist Macainsh.
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HIPPY HUT - Skyhooks
D G
Down a bush track off a dirt road
D G
No milkbar no postcode
D G
In the state of blissed out mind
D G
It's always nineteen sixty nine
F#
Ah when hippy boy meets hippy girl
G
In Brunswick street tonight
D
She'll take him back to the hippy hut
C
Where everything's allright
B
Take off her cheesecloth kaftan
C
And brew some Jasmine tea
G
Read Kerouac and Ginsberg
D
And trip on poetry
C D
Yeah we live our lives in a hippy hut
G C
Our front door is never shut
D G
There's love and peace out in the bush
C D
Away from all the shove and push
C D
And our Kombi van goes put put put
G D G
To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut
D G
Wear a headband seek nirvana
D G
Pack a bong and smoke banana
D G
Tofu gut and Lily Ponds
D G
They dance along in leather thongs
B
Ah we'll build a mudbrick heaven
C
Wear flowers in our hair
G
Potbelly stove and windchimes
D
Seagrass everywhere
repeat first chorus
C
Now hippy girl and hippy guy
G
Lay the mattress on the floor
C
Burn that incense all night long
D
Submit to cosmic law
Solo G D G D x2
F#
I searched the world for the Holy Grail
G
Pinned the donkey on the tail
C
I knew my life was in a rut
D
Till I found my hippy hut
F#
Now we drink rainwater from a tank
G
Most of the time our minds a blank
C
I get to feel just like a king
D
Up here where the bellbirds sing
C D
We live our lives in a hippy hut
G C
Our front door is never shut
D G
It's the shack we call our home
C D
And we never feel alone
C D
Our Kombi van goes put put put
G D G
To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut
C D
Yeah we live our lives in a hippy hut
G C
Share the tomb with old King Tut
D G
There's love and peace out in the bush
C D
Away from all the shove and push
C D
And our Kombi van goes put put put
G D G
To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut
D G
Down a bush track off a dirt road
D G
No milkbar no postcode
D G
In the state of blissed out mind
D G
It's always nineteen sixty nine
F#
Ah when hippy boy meets hippy girl
G
In Brunswick street tonight
D
She'll take him back to the hippy hut
C
Where everything's allright
B
Take off her cheesecloth kaftan
C
And brew some Jasmine tea
G
Read Kerouac and Ginsberg
D
And trip on poetry
C D
Yeah we live our lives in a hippy hut
G C
Our front door is never shut
D G
There's love and peace out in the bush
C D
Away from all the shove and push
C D
And our Kombi van goes put put put
G D G
To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut
D G
Wear a headband seek nirvana
D G
Pack a bong and smoke banana
D G
Tofu gut and Lily Ponds
D G
They dance along in leather thongs
B
Ah we'll build a mudbrick heaven
C
Wear flowers in our hair
G
Potbelly stove and windchimes
D
Seagrass everywhere
repeat first chorus
C
Now hippy girl and hippy guy
G
Lay the mattress on the floor
C
Burn that incense all night long
D
Submit to cosmic law
Solo G D G D x2
F#
I searched the world for the Holy Grail
G
Pinned the donkey on the tail
C
I knew my life was in a rut
D
Till I found my hippy hut
F#
Now we drink rainwater from a tank
G
Most of the time our minds a blank
C
I get to feel just like a king
D
Up here where the bellbirds sing
C D
We live our lives in a hippy hut
G C
Our front door is never shut
D G
It's the shack we call our home
C D
And we never feel alone
C D
Our Kombi van goes put put put
G D G
To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut
C D
Yeah we live our lives in a hippy hut
G C
Share the tomb with old King Tut
D G
There's love and peace out in the bush
C D
Away from all the shove and push
C D
And our Kombi van goes put put put
G D G
To our happy hippy happy hippy hippy hut
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