Luyện nghe bài hát 1967

Last
I a walk into the back of my mind
Through the trash and the signs
was a party full of jokes and clich's

I couldn't think of to say
And so I slipped into the men's there
I saw my hair a way never been before

I the stairs from my head to my heart
I didn't know they so far apart
The heart is like a little chapel

The pretty lights and the chairs
But I'm gonna a broom next time
I'll sweep out all the broken strings I

She walks me down to my train
And lays me down in my car
She keeps my elephant out of the

And sees to the care of my cars
She is the blood of my
her I would starve

Who you run to?
Who you gonna hide
Who you gonna to
When nobody home but you?

What's a father to do with all school less injuns
Running in circles the wagons
What's a father to do with all these debts
my neck, on a sad sun deck
Oh, my children, the are jaded
The life is complicated, oh, my children

Now if the of the night
in the middle of the day
I'm say my prayer for sweetness and light
Gonna fix myself a and hope it's alright

If the bat-winged beast down for a feast on me
I'm gonna pin my to a hot-air balloon
Gonna make it pop and shoot me to the

Now you've had another of my mind
A cup of and a slice of time
If you'll excuse me I say goodbye
I go now