Luyện nghe bài hát 4th of July

You gotta the right tools
For every job so I invite in
Through a hole in the
I am tripping the junkyard

Scanning the piles
The thin cats raise their in defense
I know watching me
I can see him the cracks

His eyes are small and shy on my
He says his name is
He lives in the trailer on the right
And he'll be seven on the 4th of

Only the people who live
Know the name of this
My path through would be
Hard to trace all the adults in this

Try not to
When I by
But Jason at me
He met my eye

He don't ask me I'm from
Or why I came here
We all go looking for
Then we go back

We cut out the talk
Go right to the way are
He showed me his skull
I him I locked myself out of my car

So goes the only friend
I in Iowa
His flapping behind him
Waving

His name is
He lives in the trailer on the right
And he'll be
On the 4th of