Luyện nghe bài hát 1967

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

I couldn't think of to say
And so I into the men's room 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 somewhere

The pretty and the empty chairs
But I'm bring a broom next time
I'll sweep out all the strings I find

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

And to the care of my vintage cars
She is the of my life
her I would starve

Who you run to?
Who you hide behind?
Who you turn to
When there's nobody home but

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

Now if the dark of the
Arrives in the of the day
I'm gonna say my for sweetness and light
fix myself a Coke and hope it's alright

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

Now you've had another piece of my
A cup of coffee and a slice of
If excuse me I should say goodbye
I go now