Luyện nghe bài hát All This Stuff Takes Time

words and music by Guthrie

It ain't so much the
But the in her soul
That made her unbearable
While living in that
Of her surburban nightmare
she went to see the Dead
And the self esteem she
Was immediately
And she had no one to to
So she just off her mind
She's a adjusted wanderer
But all stuff takes time

On the streets of old
There's a from L.A.
are post-environmentalists
Looking for to
'Till their all come to join them
In the for air to breathe
And when it too crowded
They just pick up and leave
Like they did in New City
When the seemed quite sublime
It don't much but money
And money just time

Marie is on the chair
Draped around the
Avoiding almost anyone
he cool
It's the she's attractive
She's already abused
And her pride feel the loneliness
That comes being used
the center of the universe
For which she was
Until she wakes up
Why all this stuff takes

Bill of a heart attack
up his wife
Now come back as a lesbian
looking for his wife
Who is now a
That likes to with plants
Except of course on
she likes to wear the pants
She's a goddess minister
Who works with the
It don't take to realize
That all this takes time