Il testo della O come all ye grateful dead-heads

O come, all ye grateful
Deadheads to the concert
O come, grateful deadheads
And camp in the street
Bring rolling papers
Don't forget your sleeping bags
O come get us some floor seats
We've followed them for four weeks
O come get us some floor seats
To see the lord

O come, all ye hippies
Throwbacks to the sixties
Paint flowers on your van
And don't wash your feet
Wear your bell-bottoms
And your tie-dye t-shirts
O come let us adore them
We've quit our day jobs for them
O come let us adore, them
Garcia's the lord