Luyện nghe bài hát High Times

Little snow white, she is 24 hours a day
She's got a right to be lazy, flat out of to breathe
And it's cold baby, yes it's
But everything is relative, can't you see living in?

High times, dig the new
Living through times, just don't crash my spiritual plane

Little white, she was hungry
to go out and graft for it
At the end of the rainbow she was blown
To be staring at a crock of
And it's baby, yes it's hard
But with a intuition you can shift position in the

High times, touch the stone
Living through high times, pick up that spiritual

Frittering of refuseniks, too drunk to muster any contempt
Ten ways to relax on a cruise ship, one way to the rent
I've whored myself around enough to know,
You don't come with the customers and smile when spoken to in

times, catch the cosmic vibe
Living high times, hey, has Ginger Baker died?
Living through times, my planet's all out of line
Living through high times, man, just '69
Living

High times, high times, high times, times, high times