Luyện nghe bài hát Seed Of Decades

I had the feeling I was carrying my head in my
like a mile away and I could barely stand
Seemed I'd lost my way once
Green absinthe at the liquor to ask for direction, alright

Direction...
A bit of...
Direction...
Gotta get

Hours west side at the tattoo shop
Somethin' 'bout a bottle of pills and black shots
The said a prayer and sent me out on my way
Seeds in hand I made the land with a swagger off the gray, alright

Direction...
A bit of...

Gotta get

I had the I was underneath the light of the sun
Sowing seeds across the Great
Now they grow, now we somehow we've freed our minds
And we enjoy the fruit of these, an divine, alright

Direction...
A bit of...
Direction...
Gotta get

Be my mama, my soul
my lungs with rock and roll
Smoke, my mama, smoke the
of decades rock and roll

Seed of
of decades