I'm Not Sorry, I Was Having Fun

By the time I got to Woodstock
It was going up in flames
In June under a silvery moon
Why do all your songs turn out the same?
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
I'm not sorry, I was having fun
I'm not sorry
I got that old time religion
Where we still don't cross the picket lines
You got Rush Limbaugh on your side
But I got Ricky Tomlinson on mine
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
I'm not sorry, I was having fun
I'm not sorry
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
Got, got, got, got, not got
I'm not sorry I was having fun
I'm not sorry
Now since this, uh, single was a great hit all over the world you must have earned a lot of money and we were wondering how being an anarchist and, um, being a rich man get along together?