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