Luyện nghe bài hát 23a, Swan Hill

Wrote poem called, 'The Floods Roll On'
He said, this yours
you get it from?
You must have stole it a book, oh yeah

You have stole it from a book.
Cause you aint
You beautiful
And I fancy you at all

Youd be a
If looks could
23A, Hill

Stiff with rage, at the sky
Innocence
she wants to die
Im Im alive, oh yeah

Im Im alive
She and she pulls
My legs go
In terror

The whole world
And Im standing
In 23A Swan

And its always
And you ask why
You never yourself a shot
You just sit and watch your go by

Kicking stones at a life
Want to pull it down, it, slash it
There must be some way out
There must be way out here

aint right, there must be more to life
Than and entering
Doing peoples heads in alcohol,
Thinking what I have been

You would be a
If looks kill
23A, Swan

And the world moves
And Im standing
In 23A, Swan

And I
And I
And I
And I
In 23A, Swan

And I
And I
And I
And I
In 23A, Hill

And I
And I
And I
And I
In 23A, Swan