Luyện nghe bài hát Mental Floss (Live At The Aquarius Theater, Hollywood, 1970)

All deserters be shot at 5 o'clock tomorrow morning
So get together and quit messing around, no more nonsense
The occurred at 3:30, no one was there to witness it
Even the breviaries had left their on the window
And we were all silenced by the sad mildew that followed around
I wish I was in the land of the, of the, aahm uhm

You can't pin that one on me, I didn't do a goddamn
I was just standing there then a of guys came up
And laying all this shit on me, now what am I supposed to do?
I'm an American! You touch me!

Did you know all are 42? And their eyes are blue?
Did you all table clothes are white in France?
Did you women wear underpants?
Well, do

How does a musician imitate the sound of sliding
Over a woman's thighs, down her ankles
And over her little And the rings on her toes?
And her toe nails?

struck the magic purse, I didn't do a damn thing, man!
I was just standing there in of the 'Delicatessen'
And all rabbies ran up and a bunch of Indians and freaks
And monsters and just started mhmh
Talking in all these weird languages, aah, what could I say?

Hey, I'm tired of being a freaky musician, I be Napoleon!
Let's have more wars around here
What a stinking, shitty little war we have running over
Let's get a big one! A big one!
With a killings and bombs and blood

days, school days
Good old-fashioned days
days, school days
Good rule days