Turn On, Tune In, Cop Out

Some people been driving too fast
Some people still having a gas
But if there’s one thing you gotta conceed
You gotta know who’s driving you car
You get to fifth gear with you foot on the floor
Or else you’re starring in “a cruise too far”

Turn on, tune in, cop out
Let it flow now, mama
Let it flow become a woman

Some people been wasting their time
Some people expanding their minds
But if you’ve known love like the jokers before
The you’re likely to be home on the range
No more the cowboy gosta flaunt his wares
He’s been grazing on a different plain

Turn on, tune in, cop out
Let it flow now, mama
Let it flow become a woman

I’t easy to see why there’s a thousands of people
Are regularily turning it out
It’s easy to find when you mess with your mind
That you’ve gone beyond a resonable doubt…

Turn on, tune in, cop out
Let if flow now, mama
Let it flow become a woman