Luyện nghe bài hát 9th & Hennepin

Well it's 9th and
And all the have
Names sound like prostitutes
And the moon's marks are
On the sky like a thrown over all this
And the broken like
Dead and the steam
Comes out of the grill
The whole goddamned is ready to blow.
And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse
And everyone is behaving dogs.
And the are coming down Violin Road
And is dead on his feet
And the rooms all smell like
And you on the
Dreams of the who have slept here.
And I'm lost in the
I hide on the
I in the curtain
I sleep in hat
And no one brings
Small into a bar here.
They all started out with bad
And the girls the counter has a tattooed tear,
One for every he's away she said, such
A crumbling beauty, but
Nothing wrong with her
$100 won't fix, she has that razor
That only worse
With the clang and the of the
Pacific going by
As the clock ticks out like a dripping
Till you're full of rag and bitters and blue ruin
And you out
the side to anyone who'll listen
And I've it
All through the yellow
Of the train.