Covering Hallowed Ground
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โฑ๏ธ 4:01 duration
๐ ID: 10690479
๐ Lyrics
I was taking in the haight
With a guest from l.a.
Wearin underwears
Like a hat on my head.
The spirit of the sixties
Was all around
From high on hippie hill
We surveyed the sacred ground.
Covering hallowed ground.
Well, I was south of the slot
By closing time
My black leather chaps
Afloat the crystalline tide.
I wheelied down an alley
That shined with lube
Checked the ghost of sylvester
By the light of the man on the moon.
Covering hallowed ground.
When daybreak broke
I hit the beach but found no sand,
Though saints peter and paul
Were close at hand.
A screamer bared his knife
And drew a fleet of black and whites -
A book he d written, way back when,
Had changed my life.
With a guest from l.a.
Wearin underwears
Like a hat on my head.
The spirit of the sixties
Was all around
From high on hippie hill
We surveyed the sacred ground.
Covering hallowed ground.
Well, I was south of the slot
By closing time
My black leather chaps
Afloat the crystalline tide.
I wheelied down an alley
That shined with lube
Checked the ghost of sylvester
By the light of the man on the moon.
Covering hallowed ground.
When daybreak broke
I hit the beach but found no sand,
Though saints peter and paul
Were close at hand.
A screamer bared his knife
And drew a fleet of black and whites -
A book he d written, way back when,
Had changed my life.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:34.05] I was taking in the haight
[00:34.92] With a guest from l.a.
[00:41.21] Wearin underwears
[00:43.02] Like a hat on my head.
[00:49.49] The spirit of the sixties
[00:51.27] Was all around
[00:57.55] From high on hippie hill
[00:58.44] We surveyed the sacred ground.
[01:06.61] Covering hallowed ground.
[01:23.05] Well, I was south of the slot
[01:25.70] By closing time
[01:32.18] My black leather chaps
[01:33.96] Afloat the crystalline tide.
[01:40.28] I wheelied down an alley
[01:42.04] That shined with lube
[01:47.48] Checked the ghost of sylvester
[01:50.22] By the light of the man on the moon.
[01:57.45] Covering hallowed ground.
[02:16.46] When daybreak broke
[02:19.11] I hit the beach but found no sand,
[02:23.65] Though saints peter and paul
[02:27.35] Were close at hand.
[02:30.93] A screamer bared his knife
[02:34.58] And drew a fleet of black and whites -
[02:39.04] A book he d written, way back when,
[02:42.70] Had changed my life.
[03:55.12]
[00:34.92] With a guest from l.a.
[00:41.21] Wearin underwears
[00:43.02] Like a hat on my head.
[00:49.49] The spirit of the sixties
[00:51.27] Was all around
[00:57.55] From high on hippie hill
[00:58.44] We surveyed the sacred ground.
[01:06.61] Covering hallowed ground.
[01:23.05] Well, I was south of the slot
[01:25.70] By closing time
[01:32.18] My black leather chaps
[01:33.96] Afloat the crystalline tide.
[01:40.28] I wheelied down an alley
[01:42.04] That shined with lube
[01:47.48] Checked the ghost of sylvester
[01:50.22] By the light of the man on the moon.
[01:57.45] Covering hallowed ground.
[02:16.46] When daybreak broke
[02:19.11] I hit the beach but found no sand,
[02:23.65] Though saints peter and paul
[02:27.35] Were close at hand.
[02:30.93] A screamer bared his knife
[02:34.58] And drew a fleet of black and whites -
[02:39.04] A book he d written, way back when,
[02:42.70] Had changed my life.
[03:55.12]