Luyện nghe bài hát 9th & Hennepin

Well it's 9th and
And all the donuts
that sound like prostitutes
And the moon's teeth are
On the sky like a thrown over all this
And the broken umbrellas
Dead and the steam
Comes out of the grill
The whole goddamned is ready to blow.
And the bricks are all scarred jailhouse tattoos
And is behaving like dogs.
And the are coming down Violin Road
And Dutch is dead on his
And the rooms all like diesel
And you on the
Dreams of the who have slept here.
And I'm lost in the
I on the stairway
I hang in the
I in your hat
And no one brings
into a bar around here.
They all out with bad directions
And the behind the counter has a tattooed tear,
One for every year he's away she said,
A crumbling beauty, but
Nothing with her that
$100 fix, she has that razor sadness
That only gets
the clang and the thunder of the
Southern going by
As the clock ticks out a dripping faucet
Till full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin
And you out
the side to anyone who'll listen
And I've it
All the yellow windows
Of the train.