The Bacon Brothers

The Bacon Brothers - Don't Leave the Lava Lamp on for Me songtekst

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Written by Michael Bacon 

 

"Hey man, how great were the 60's?!" - "Well...uh..." MB 

 

Overweight 60's rock star, staring from the TV screen  

Begging the youth of America, to live a life that's sober and clean  

But the kid's 17 in a ganja haze, this summer he's following Phish  

Watching the aging rock star, coming through his satellite dish  

Don't you do that blow, all around the world  

Don't you make that dough, don't you make them girls  

Am I even getting through to you son?  

Do like I say. Don't you do like I done  

 

She's a yellow rose of Texas, she's smiling from the crowd  

The message is the medium and man that guy talks loud  

He tells her that it's Earth Day and he loves all mankind  

She gives that talking unicorn her body, soul and her mind  

That American flag, you must invert  

As the sweat pours down his Mexican wedding shirt  

He leads her to oblivion  

Now the Rose is dead and he's long gone  

 

Don't you leave that lava lamp on for me  

Don't need a walk down memory lane  

I've had enough of that sorrow and pain  

Through your orange globs a-churning  

There're body bags and cities burning  

Don't you leave that lava lamp on for me  

 

401 North Broad Street, I'm standing in my underwear  

Turn your head and cough son, then go stand over there  

But me I've got my letters and my middle class é–˜an  

I give some ghetto black boy his ticket to Saigon  

Say hello to Vietnam
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