Luyện nghe bài hát High Times

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

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

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

High times, touch the magic
Living through times, pick up that spiritual phone

Frittering packs of refuseniks, too to muster any contempt
Ten ways to relax on a cruise ship, one way to cover the
I've whored around enough to know, baby
You come with the customers and smile when you're spoken to in

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

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