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

Written by Bacon

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

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

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

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

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