Luyện nghe bài hát Peace & Love

Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the convulsions and near death throes of his endearing 1962 chevro
Storm follows him closely as it has for 3 days. in the pouring rain on the dark highways he sees roadside casualty armadillos on their backs and owls and bats fly out of the his eyes into t
horizon.

Despite the solitude of his dear car he feels he is being watched by more than just the curious deer and west texas highway transients. at dawn, he begins to feel the nearly imperceptible
Of the drugs taking effect. he crosses the east into new mexico. there is now no question in his mind about the flavor of the coffee and the sardonic smile of the crusty over made waitre
S he's crossing more than 2 states at once, his stops. he picks up a hitchhiker, some young lady, but unfortunately, as he's been expecting, the car breaks down in an abandoned shanty town
N as brubaker.

"just remember," she says. "i'm holding you responsible for all this" he cringes at the tone of her voice. a quick in the rear view mirror reveals to him the vision of
3rd unattached eyeball. a star of dried at the bottom of the styrofoam cup on the dashboard smiles at him and somehow, in her loneliness and boredom, her twelve-pack dwindling in the midda
T, he forces her sex.

The chevrolet temporarily fixed, they drift on and fall upon a small bar in no place specific. drunk by evening, she complains of morning sickness and by morning has noticeably in size. 2
Later, still heading east towards the angelic temple he has been envisioning in his sleep, she is 9 months pregnant. later that day she gives birth to their son.

Born with gingham snakeskin cowboy boots and three umbilical cords he is within hours cursing his parents in some alien language. and he mutters in perfect english in his sleep, whi
Cking his mothers breast, his twisted utopian visions. she looks at him and says, "remember, I'm holding you responsible for all of this.

Left lyrics:

Peace and
and anger
Brotherly
Brotherly
I I had something to say
But I what it was
I'm gonna try and say it
Too ginseng
Makes me

Shortened
Too ginger
Takes me
the baptist
Comes to
I've got to drive
The is falling
In of my eyes
I've got to faster
If I to get home

If I don't look where I'm
[blah blah blah I'm gonna get [blah]

If I don't where I'm going
[blah blah blah blah) I'm get [blah]

got to drive faster
The is falling
In of my eyes
I've got to drive
If I want to get

Right channel

Too much space
Makes me
Too much
A [blah] wide
a [blah blah blah] his face
Then a [blah] fucking open spaces
some cowboys some acid
Many
Makes me
Nothing right now
Too open spaces
Yes
Makes me
ought to go up to wyoming
And up some fucking open spaces
And call her some hotel
And look at the in the open spaces
say it's fattening
Be careful you're doing
You can do
you can do anything
I said you can do
You don't know you're doing
Or don't do at all
Because there are open spaces
[blah blah] and

blah] horizon

They're on
They don't know what they're
So they can do
I wonder those cowboys are
I where those cowboys are