Luyện nghe bài hát 6b Panorama

I was on my fire escape and I saw...
sturdy bridges, with dirty pigeons
a vagabond begging for three pennies and a
a junkie surgeon urging the needle in
a batty senior flashing that awful teethless grin
I saw a corner store merchant rest on a crate with a stog'
a pierced nose, a with a stalker, cheap hooker, jay walkers
a on a sidewalk with four old men slappin' dominos down
a city, a village, a neighborhood, a town
I saw vandals catching tags and Puerto flags
I saw a pregnant woman on the of bursting (boom)
I saw a man with a dog screaming "someday I'll see it all"
and he sat down with his hammer and saw
business men with multi-colored ties, cashmere
a nazi with on his neck, a Vietnam war vet
a Caucasian man with a and a cane, a pimp with his names
a thug circus, a pack of shook tourists hugging purses
I saw with rainbow streaks in dayglo hair
a mother the grin off her child, replaced it with a stare
a pothole, a storefront with a broken open
a hole in the wall bar kicking drunks to the gutter, closing time
I see a fuck up, a bum knuckle up with a taxi
a squatter, a grandfather, an right-to-lifer
I can see the garden on the apartment across the street
and myself because somewhere along the way I lost my seeds
I see a rat, a roach, a bat approach, a happy
a black man a horn and a will to make you sit and listen to it
I see a little on the corner with bubbles, braids and barrettes
I see a teen mother similak pacifier and regrets
oh, a day turned stale, a hammer with a rusty nail, a failed
a universe of buildings slightly off balance
a challenge, I see a to add real colors to my favorite palette
raise my mighty mallet towards the gods and my talons
I see a in the sidewalk
a slide show of six civilians bottles of gideon
sitting inside bent
a fun house ooh, a sun spout
spraying yellow above yellow back dreams
and in the hydrants
tyrants(?), I see
the wall to the glamor
a dead bird, a bent
a bus stop of commuters waiting to have their towed off to work
I seen the slap dash of bike messengers paws
and hug that good on the way to damaged packages, dependence
oh my lord, I see bandwagons, all
a carnival amusement park where a is a luxury
I see a gas galaxy huddled behind those pearly
maybe I should sit up on my fire a little more