Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Leave the Lava Lamp on for Me

Written by Bacon

"Hey man, how great the 60's?!" - "Well...uh..." MB

Overweight 60's rock star, from the TV screen
Begging the youth of America, to a life that's sober and clean
But the kid's 17 in a ganja haze, this he's following Phish
Watching the aging rock star, through his satellite dish
you do that blow, all around the world
Don't you make dough, don't you make them girls
Am I even getting to you son?
Do like I say. Don't you do I done

She's a rose of Texas, she's smiling from the crowd
The is the medium and man that guy talks loud
He tells her it's Earth Day and he loves all mankind
She gives talking unicorn her body, soul and her mind
That American flag, you invert
As the sweat down his Mexican wedding shirt
He leads her to
Now the Rose is dead and long gone

Don't you leave that lava on for me
Don't need a down memory lane
I've had enough of that sorrow and
Through orange globs a-churning
There're body bags and burning
Don't you leave lava lamp on for me

401 Broad Street, I'm standing in my underwear
Turn your head and son, then go stand over there
But me I've got my letters and my middle an
I give some ghetto boy his ticket to Saigon
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