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

Written by Michael

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

Overweight 60's rock star, staring 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, coming through his dish
Don't you do that blow, all the world
Don't you make that dough, don't you make them
Am I getting through to you son?
Do I say. Don't you do like I done

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

Don't you leave lava lamp on for me
Don't need a walk memory lane
I've had enough of sorrow and pain
Through your orange globs
There're body and cities burning
Don't you leave lava lamp on for me

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