Luyện nghe bài hát 9th & Hennepin

Well 9th and Hennepin
And all the donuts
that sound like prostitutes
And the moon's marks are
On the sky like a tarp thrown over all
And the broken umbrellas
Dead birds and the
out of the grill like
The whole goddamned town is to blow.
And the bricks are all scarred jailhouse tattoos
And everyone is like dogs.
And the are coming down Violin Road
And Dutch is dead on his
And the all smell like diesel
And you on the
of the ones who have slept here.
And I'm in the window
I hide on the
I in the curtain
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 beauty, but there's
wrong with her that
$100 won't fix, she has that sadness
That gets worse
With the clang and the of the
Southern Pacific by
As the clock ticks out like a faucet
Till you're full of rag and bitters and blue ruin
And you out
Over the to anyone who'll listen
And I've it
All the yellow windows
Of the train.