| Overweight 60's rock star, staring from the TV screen
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| Begging the youth of America, to live a life that’s sober and clean
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| But the kid’s 17 in a ganja haze, this summer he’s following Phish
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| Watching the aging rock star, coming through his satellite dish
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| Don’t you do that blow, all around the world
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| Don’t you make that dough, don’t you make them girls
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| Am I even getting through to you son?
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| Do like I say. |
| Don’t you do like I done
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| She’s a yellow rose of Texas, she’s smiling from the crowd
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| The message is the medium and man that guy talks loud
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| He tells her that it’s Earth Day and he loves all mankind
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| She gives that talking unicorn her body, soul and her mind
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| That American flag, you must invert
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| As the sweat pours down his Mexican wedding shirt
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| He leads her to oblivion
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| Now the Rose is dead and he’s long gone
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| Don’t you leave that lava lamp on for me
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| Don’t need a walk down memory lane
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| I’ve had enough of that sorrow and pain
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| Through your orange globs a-churning
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| There’re body bags and cities burning
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| Don’t you leave that lava lamp on for me
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| 401 North Broad Street, I’m standing in my underwear
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| Turn your head and cough son, then go stand over there
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| But me I’ve got my letters and my middle class élan
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| I give some ghetto black boy his ticket to Saigon
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| Say hello to Vietnam |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Leave The Lava Lamp On For Me , by - The Bacon Brothers. Song from the album Can't Complain, in the genre Иностранный рок