Luyện nghe bài hát 6b Panorama

I was sitting on my fire and I saw...
bridges, decorated with dirty pigeons
a vagabond for three pennies and a princess
a junkie surgeon urging the needle in
a batty senior citizen flashing that awful grin
I saw a corner store merchant rest on a milk with a stog'
a nose, a model with a stalker, cheap hooker, jay walkers
a table on a with four old men slappin' dominos down
a city, a village, a neighborhood, a town
I saw vandals catching and Puerto Rican flags
I saw a pregnant woman on the verge of (boom)
I saw a blind man with a dog "someday I'll see it all"
and then he sat down with his and saw
business men with multi-colored ties, cashmere
a nazi with tattoos on his neck, a war vet
a Caucasian man a limp and a cane, a pimp with his names
a thug circus, a pack of tourists hugging their purses
I saw freaks with rainbow streaks in dayglo
a mother the grin off her child, replaced it with a stare
a pothole, a with a broken open sign
a in the wall bar kicking drunks to the gutter, it's closing time
I see a fuck up, a bum up with a taxi driver
a squatter, a grandfather, an right-to-lifer
I can see the garden on the apartment across the street
and kick myself because along the way I lost my seeds
I see a rat, a roach, a bat approach, a happy
a man with a horn and a will to make you sit and listen to it
I see a little girl on the with bubbles, braids and barrettes
I see a mother with similak pacifier and regrets
oh, a day turned stale, a hammer with a rusty nail, a failed
a universe of brick buildings slightly off
a challenge, I see a to add real colors to my favorite palette
raise my mallet towards the gods and swing my talons
I see a in the sidewalk
a slide show of six civilians gripping of gideon
inside bent meridian
there's a fun house ooh, a sun
yellow beams above yellow back dreams
and children in the
tyrants(?), I see
the wall to the standard
a dead bird, a curb
a bus stop of commuters waiting to have their souls towed off to
I seen the dash habits of bike messengers paws
and hug good leaf on the way to damaged packages, dependence
oh my lord, I see bandwagons, all
a carnival amusement park where a heart is a
I see a gas galaxy huddled behind pearly doors
maybe I should sit up on my escape a little more