Bacon Brothers - Don't Leave The Lava Lamp On For Me Lyrics
Written by michael baconHey man, how great were the 60s? ! - well...uh... mbOverweight 60s rock star, staring from the tv screenBegging the youth of america, to live a life thats sober and cleanBut the kids 17 in a ganja haze, this summer hes following phishWatching the aging rock star, coming through his satellite dishDont you do that blow, all around the worldDont you make that dough, dont you make them girlsAm I even getting through to you son?Do like I say. dont you do like I doneShes a yellow rose of texas, shes smiling from the crowdThe message is the medium and man that guy talks loudHe tells her that its earth day and he loves all mankindShe gives that talking unicorn her body, soul and her mindThat american flag, you must invertAs the sweat pours down his mexican wedding shirtHe leads her to oblivionNow the rose is dead and hes long goneDont you leave that lava lamp on for meDont need a walk down memory laneIve had enough of that sorrow and painThrough your orange globs a-churningTherere body bags and cities burningDont you leave that lava lamp on for me401 north broad street, Im standing in my underwearTurn your head and cough son, then go stand over thereBut me Ive got my letters and my middle class lanI give some ghetto black boy his ticket to saigonSay hello to vietnam
