Luyện nghe bài hát America Street

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Rubber on my tires contact with the road
Sign on the streetpost me which way I should go
down America Street funny that it's one way
Riding down from
To where the buildings are broken in decay

America it's right nearby
of the free and the brave
If we can't and make some change
There won't be much of land left to save
It's a classic of misdirection and slight of
We watch our deficit grows
a shame that we can't teach our kids to read
Makes you wonder where all the tax money goes...I don't

Won't be much to
me sir pardon me can you spare some change
Because cold and I live outside
A search into my pockets
Finds so he can rocket
Right up to the bar and enjoy his

Won't be to save...