truespock
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- The Fortress of Solitude
I'm remembering the summer of '69
When the grass was smooth and the chicks were fine
The Beatles were boss and I became a man
In the back of my tricked-out Hippie Van.
It was a big rolling box with metal hub caps
You could seat 27 if you used a lot of laps
Kinda hard to start as it coughed and spat
But it got me to Berkley so I could live with that.
All covered with flowers and peace signs too
Makin' love not war was the best that we could do
Bummin' all around the country made us feel so alive
Til the engine flamed out in '75.
When the grass was smooth and the chicks were fine
The Beatles were boss and I became a man
In the back of my tricked-out Hippie Van.
It was a big rolling box with metal hub caps
You could seat 27 if you used a lot of laps
Kinda hard to start as it coughed and spat
But it got me to Berkley so I could live with that.
All covered with flowers and peace signs too
Makin' love not war was the best that we could do
Bummin' all around the country made us feel so alive
Til the engine flamed out in '75.
