Don`t Leave The Lava Lamp On For Me Lyrics

Don`t Leave The Lava Lamp On For Me lyrics

Written by michael bacon

 

 "hey man, how great were the 60's?!" - "well...uh..."
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 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 lan

 I give some ghetto black boy his ticket to saigon

 Say hello to vietnam