Luyện nghe bài hát Peace & Love

Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the stuttering convulsions and death throes of his endearing 1962 chevro
Storm follows him closely as it has for 3 days. in the rain on the long 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 by more than just the curious deer and west texas highway transients. at dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible
Of the drugs taking effect. he the border 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 watch stops. he picks up a hitchhiker, some young lady, but unfortunately, as he's been expecting, the car breaks down in an abandoned shanty
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 glance in the rear mirror reveals to him the vision of
3rd unattached eyeball. a star of cream 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 her into 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 has noticeably grown in size. 2
Later, still heading east towards the holy 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 his parents in some otherworldly alien language. and he mutters in perfect english in his sleep, whi
Cking his breast, his twisted utopian visions. she looks at him terrified and says, "remember, I'm holding you responsible for all of this.

Left lyrics:

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

Shortened
Too ginger
me over
John the
to mind
I've got to faster
The road is
In front of my
I've got to drive
If I want to get

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

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

I've got to faster
The road is
In of my eyes
I've got to faster
If I to get home

Right channel

Too much open
Makes me
Too much
A [blah] wide
Then a blah blah] his face
Then a doctor [blah] fucking spaces
Give some cowboys acid
Many
me nervous
Nothing right now
Too open spaces
Yes
Makes me
Someone ought to go up to
And open up some fucking spaces
And her some hotel rooms
And look at the turf in the open
Don't say fattening
Be careful what doing
You can do
Yeah you can do
I said you can do
You know what you're doing
Or do anything at all
Because there are open spaces
[blah and children

blah] horizon

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