Luyện nghe bài hát Peace & Love

Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely perceptible haze, he east, shaking, despite the stuttering 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 long dark highways he sees roadside casualty armadillos on their backs and owls and fly out of the his eyes into t
horizon.

Despite the solitude of his dear car he feels he is being watched by 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 crosses the border east into new mexico. there is now no question in his mind 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 town
N as brubaker.

"just remember," she says. "i'm you responsible for all this" he cringes at the tone of her voice. a quick glance in the rear view mirror reveals to him the vision of
3rd unattached eyeball. a star of dried cream at the bottom of the styrofoam cup on the dashboard 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 a small bar in no place specific. drunk by evening, she complains of morning sickness and by morning has noticeably grown in size. 2
Later, still heading east towards the holy angelic temple he has been envisioning in his sleep, she is 9 pregnant. later that day she gives birth to their son.

Born with gingham snakeskin cowboy boots and umbilical cords he is within hours cursing his parents in some otherworldly alien language. and he mutters in perfect english in his sleep, whi
his mothers 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
and anger
Brotherly
Brotherly
I though I had to say
But I what it was
I'm gonna try and say it
Too ginseng
Makes me

Shortened
Too much
me over
John the
Comes to
I've got to faster
The is falling
In of my eyes
I've got to faster
If I to get home

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

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

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

Right channel

Too much open
me nervous
Too ginseng
A [blah] open
Then a [blah blah blah] his
Then a doctor [blah] fucking open
Give cowboys some acid
[blah]
Makes me
seems right now
Too many open
Yes
me nervous
Someone ought to go up to
And open up some open spaces
And call her hotel rooms
And at the turf in the open spaces
say it's fattening
Be careful what you're
You can do
Yeah you can do
I you can do anything
You don't know what doing
Or don't do at all
Because are wide open spaces
[blah blah] and

blah] horizon

They're on
They know what they're doing
So they can do
I where those cowboys are
I where those cowboys are