Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Performer
David Crosby
David Crosby
Vocals
Graham Nash
Graham Nash
Vocals
Neil Young
Neil Young
Vocals
Stephen Stills
Stephen Stills
Vocals
Gregory Reeves
Gregory Reeves
Bass Guitar
Dallas Taylor
Dallas Taylor
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Crosby
David Crosby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Crosby
David Crosby
Producer
Graham Nash
Graham Nash
Producer
Neil Young
Neil Young
Producer
Stephen Stills
Stephen Stills
Producer
Bill Halverson
Bill Halverson
Engineer

Lyrics

I will now proceed to entangle the entire area Almost cut my hair It happened just the other day Was gettin' kinda long I coulda said, it was in my way But I didn't and I wonder why I feel like letting my freak flag fly Yes I feel, like I owe it to someone Must be because I had the flu for Christmas And I'm not feelin' up to par It increases my paranoia Like lookin' at my mirror and seein' a police car But I'm not givin' in, an inch to fear Cause I promised myself this year I feel, like I owe it to someone Woo! When I finally get myself together I'm gonna get down in that sunny southern weather And I find a place inside to laugh Separate the wheat from the chaff I feel like I owe it To someone yeah Ooh-ooh Aaah! Yeah!
Writer(s): David Van Cortlandt Crosby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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