She just woke up, but she's still tired
  Is that the telephone ringing?
  The curtains can't hold back the light
  That's reaching into her dreams
  Down in her heart
  If it had fingers, it'd be tearing it apart
    You be lookin' groovy
  In a sixties movie
  Maybe tell the press you died
  Little legend baby
  Try your very best to hide
  A green-tinted sixties mind
    She keeps some memories locked away
  But they are always escaping
  neclgect won't make them fade away
  They're reaching into her dreams
  Down in her heart
  Don't need fingers to be tearing it apart
    Gotta face the day
  There is no other way
  To clear the fog inside your mind
  Fill it up with dreams
  But all that you can seem to find
  A green-tinted sixties mind
    Hangin' out with Janis
  Movin' to Atlantis
  Could've made it if you tried
  What's the point of force
  It's easy as a horse to ride
  A green-tinted sixties mind
    You be looking groovy
  In a sixties movie
  Maybe tell the press you died
  Little legend baby
  Try your very best to hide
  A green-tinted sixties mind
  -U can't hide-