Standard (EADGBE)

We lived up in Cambridge

 And browsed in the hippest newsstands

 Then we started our own newspaper

 Gave the truth about Uncle Sam

We loved to be so radical

 But like a ragged love affair

 Some became disenchanted

 And some of us just got scared

 Now are you playing possum

Keeping a low profile

 Are you playing possum for a while

Then you moved to the country

 Bought a farm and tilled the land

 Then you took your books to India

 And got hooked on a holy man

But the wells they do run dry

 And the speeches turn to words

 And the woods are full of tigers

 And freedom's for the birds

 Now are you playing possum

Keeping a low profile

 Are you playing possum for a while

Now you run a bookstore

 And you've taken on a wife

 You wear patches on your elbows

 And you live an easy life

Well, are you finally satisfied

 Is it what you were lookin' for

Or does it sneak up on you

 That there might be something more

 Now are you playing possum

Keeping a low profile

 Are you playing possum for a while

 Are you just playing possum for a while

 Are you just playing possum for a while