Luyện nghe bài hát Hippietown

Hippietown got hippies runnin' in it
Hold on, don't get me wrong, now wait just a
I'm not talkin' about the daisy and good pot
I'm talkin' about the Dead dreadlock

Lookin' sayin', Do you got a dime?
I to buy some more beer, more wine
I to put a little gas in my van
So I can the Phish across the land to Hippietown

Hippietown's got tie dyed
Who don't their clothes for weeks and weeks
Wearin' the baggy pants and the summer
got the tattooed skin and the tangled tresses

Don't like to work or get too tied
Like to keep their options open, to move around
Don't know the hell tomorrow's for
Don't, don't mind crashin' on your floor, in Hippietown

Hippietown's got hippies with the crystals their necks
got the gris-gris fighting off the hex
In Hippietown, they don't no underwear
Pants get all stinky but don't care

up all night listen to the Grateful Dead
Mostly pops and buzzes cracklin' in their
a two liter bottle and turnin' it into a bong
Reading them tarot cards all day long, down in
Got to get back to