Luyện nghe bài hát 1967

Last
I took a walk into the of my mind
Through the trash and the signs
There was a party full of jokes and

I think of anything to say
And so I slipped the men's room there
I saw my hair a way never been before

I the stairs from my head to my heart
I know they were so far apart
The is like a little chapel somewhere

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

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

And sees to the care of my vintage
She is the blood of my
Without her I starve

Who you run to?
Who you gonna behind?
Who you turn to
When nobody home but you?

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

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

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

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