Luyện nghe bài hát Aloysius, Bluegrass Drummer

Aloysius was a drummer
He was a normal kid
Blooming, tripping flowing
Just as I did

At a 24 hour
Open to the end of
He was washing dishes
When he met brick

She was a no age for a country act
Working at a ten
She was all out on hard street fat
But he didn't it then

a look then a spark
Sound of in the dark
His is spinning like a bicycle wheel
She and he the stems down flat
In the of a field

butterfly had a history
of with the kitchen staff
She was a hardcore
and guzzler of hydrogenated crap

Suet, tallow, squeals
mounds of plastic lard
That's she got the lad to steal
on the night he got fired

Aloysius at five am
the girl was gone
was blood in the bedding
forks in the
And bones all the lawn

Like any strong poet would
He his bags for region ten
I guess now I him less than I ever knew him then
Yes I I know him even less than I ever knew him then