Luyện nghe bài hát The Pointless, Yet Poignant, Crisis of a Co - Ed

I'm not a leader, I'm not a left-wing rhetoric force of one,
But there was a time way back, many ago in college, don't laugh,
But I thought I was a radical, I ran the hemp group with my boyfriend,
It was true love, a common cause, and besides that, he was a sagittarius.

We used to say that our love was like hemp rope, times as strong as the rope that
You buy domestically,
And we would bond in the face of oppression from big and the deans,
But I knew was a problem, every time the group would meet everyone would light up,
That it difficult to discuss glaucoma and human rights, not to mention chemotherapy.

Well sometimes, life gives us lessons sent in packaging,
And so I found him in the arms of a student the treacherous use of fur,
And he gave no apology, he just turned to me, out to the edge of oblivion,
He didn't pull up the and I think he even smiled as he said to me,
'well, I guess our dreams up in smoke.'
And I said, no, our went up in dreams, you stupid pothead,
And thing, what kind of a name is students against the treacherous use of fur?
Fur is already dead, and besides, a name like that doesn't make a acronym.

I am older now, I know the rise and gradual fall of a victory.
And I still write to my senators, they should legalize cannabis,
And I know, cause I am a horticulturist, I have a husband and two children out in
Lexington, mass.
And my ex-boyfriend can't tell me sold out, because he's in a cult.
And he's not allowed to to me.