Текст песни: Camper Van Beethoven - Peace and Love



Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely

perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the stuttering

convulsions and near death throes of his endearing 1962 Chevrolet.

Storm follows him closely as it has for 3 days. In the pouring

rain on the long dark highways he sees roadside casualty armadillos

on their backs and owls and bats fly out of the his eyes into

the blinding horizon.



Despite the solitude of his dear car he feels he is being watched

by more than just the curious deer and west Texas highway transients.

At dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible signs

of the drugs taking effect. He crosses the border east into New

Mexico. There is now no question in his mind about the flavor

of the coffee and the sardonic smile of the crusty over made

waitress. As he`s crossing more than 2 states at once, his watch

stops. He picks up a hitchhiker, some young lady, but unfortunately,

as he`s been expecting, the car breaks down in an abandoned shanty

town known only as Brubaker.



"Just remember," she says. "I`m holding you responsible for all

this" He cringes at the tone of her voice. A quick glance in

the rear view mirror reveals to him the vision of the 3rd unattached

eyeball. A star of dried cream at the bottom of the Styrofoam

cup on the dashboard smiles at him and somehow, in her loneliness

and boredom, her twelve-pack dwindling in the midday heat, he

forces her into sex.



The Chevrolet temporarily fixed, they drift on and fall upon

a small bar in no place specific. Drunk by evening, she complains

of morning sickness and by morning has noticeably grown in size.

2 days later, still heading east towards the holy angelic temple

he has been envisioning in his sleep, she is 9 months pregnant.

Later that day she gives birth to their son.



Born with gingham snakeskin cowboy boots and three umbilical

cords he is within hours cursing his parents in some otherworldly

alien language. And he mutters in perfect English in his sleep,

while sucking his mothers breast, his twisted Utopian visions.

She looks at him terrified and says, "Remember, I`m holding you

responsible for all of this.



left channel lyrics:



Peace and Love

Love and Anger

Brotherly Love

Brotherly Love

I though I had something to say

But I forgot what it was

I`m gonna try and say it anyway

Too much ginseng

Makes me nervous

Organization

Shortened sounds

Too much ginger

Takes me over

John the Baptist

Comes to mind

I`ve got to drive faster

The road is falling

In front of my eyes

I`ve got to drive faster

If I want to get home



If I don`t look where I`m going

[blah blah blah blah] I`m gonna get [blah]



If I don`t look where I`m going

[blah blah blah blah) I`m gonna get [blah]



I`ve got to drive faster

The road is falling

In front of my eyes

I`ve got to drive faster

If I want to get home



right channel lyrics:



Too much open space

Makes me nervous

Too much ginseng

A [blah] wide open

Then a [blah blah blah] his face

Then a doctor [blah] fucking open spaces

Give some cowboys some acid

Many [blah]

Makes me nervous

Nothing seems right now

Too many open spaces

Yes Wyoming

Makes me nervous

Someone ought to go up to Wyoming

And open up some fucking open spaces

And call her some hotel rooms

And look at the turf in the open spaces

Don`t say its fattening

Be careful what you`re doing

You can do anything

Yeah you can do anything

I said you can do anything

You don`t know what you`re doing

Or don`t do anything at all

Because there are wide open spaces

[blah blah] and children



[blah blah] horizon



They`re on acid

They don`t know what they`re doing

So they can do anything

I wonder where those cowboys are

I wonder where those cowboys are

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Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely

perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the stuttering

convulsions and near death throes of his endearing 1962 Chevrolet.

Storm follows him closely as it has for 3 days. In the pouring

rain on the long dark highways he sees roadside casualty armadillos

on their backs and owls and bats fly out of the his eyes into

the blinding horizon.



Despite the solitude of his dear car he feels he is being watched

by more than just the curious deer and west Texas highway transients.

At dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible signs

of the drugs taking effect. He crosses the border east into New

Mexico. There is now no question in his mind about the flavor

of the coffee and the sardonic smile of the crusty over made

waitress. As he`s crossing more than 2 states at once, his watch

stops. He picks up a hitchhiker, some young lady, but unfortunately,

as he`s been expecting, the car breaks down in an abandoned shanty

town known only as Brubaker.



"Just remember," she says. "I`m holding you responsible for all

this" He cringes at the tone of her voice. A quick glance in

the rear view mirror reveals to him the vision of the 3rd unattached

eyeball. A star of dried cream at the bottom of the Styrofoam

cup on the dashboard smiles at him and somehow, in her loneliness

and boredom, her twelve-pack dwindling in the midday heat, he

forces her into sex.



The Chevrolet temporarily fixed, they drift on and fall upon

a small bar in no place specific. Drunk by evening, she complains

of morning sickness and by morning has noticeably grown in size.

2 days later, still heading east towards the holy angelic temple

he has been envisioning in his sleep, she is 9 months pregnant.

Later that day she gives birth to their son.



Born with gingham snakeskin cowboy boots and three umbilical

cords he is within hours cursing his parents in some otherworldly

alien language. And he mutters in perfect English in his sleep,

while sucking his mothers breast, his twisted Utopian visions.

She looks at him terrified and says, "Remember, I`m holding you

responsible for all of this.



left channel lyrics:



Peace and Love

Love and Anger

Brotherly Love

Brotherly Love

I though I had something to say

But I forgot what it was

I`m gonna try and say it anyway

Too much ginseng

Makes me nervous

Organization

Shortened sounds

Too much ginger

Takes me over

John the Baptist

Comes to mind

I`ve got to drive faster

The road is falling

In front of my eyes

I`ve got to drive faster

If I want to get home



If I don`t look where I`m going

[blah blah blah blah] I`m gonna get [blah]



If I don`t look where I`m going

[blah blah blah blah) I`m gonna get [blah]



I`ve got to drive faster

The road is falling

In front of my eyes

I`ve got to drive faster

If I want to get home



right channel lyrics:



Too much open space

Makes me nervous

Too much ginseng

A [blah] wide open

Then a [blah blah blah] his face

Then a doctor [blah] fucking open spaces

Give some cowboys some acid

Many [blah]

Makes me nervous

Nothing seems right now

Too many open spaces

Yes Wyoming

Makes me nervous

Someone ought to go up to Wyoming

And open up some fucking open spaces

And call her some hotel rooms

And look at the turf in the open spaces

Don`t say its fattening

Be careful what you`re doing

You can do anything

Yeah you can do anything

I said you can do anything

You don`t know what you`re doing

Or don`t do anything at all

Because there are wide open spaces

[blah blah] and children



[blah blah] horizon



They`re on acid

They don`t know what they`re doing

So they can do anything

I wonder where those cowboys are

I wonder where those cowboys are

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