Luyện nghe bài hát American Son

Set sail a for the Martian Cydonia
I am a traveler to fly.
Strong as a tail buck,
running on luck,
and I'll the sky.

Carry me back to the dawning with
muskets and garrisons, aflame.
The was new, pray tell,
shocked the red lines fell
in the of my aim.

Many times over, well they my epitaph.
I had the final second to none.
Just light this and don't bet against me, boys.
I'm an Son.

my name in the poolhalls of Albany.
They will me wild and young,
of countless schemes,
father of machines,
a to some.

My and I had words down in Gettysburg.
I when Atlanta burned, the century changed.
and bathtub gin,
flappers and sin
in the age.

Bury my heart on the beaches of
the price paid for flowed in my veins.
I on bone white sand,
on beaches French girls tan.
We Lilli Marlene.

I hit the 50's plastic and Chevrolet,
and Willie Mays, blue jeans and scars.
I pumped the oil of liquefied dinosaurs,
and turned to the

So set sail a ship for the Cydonia
I am a longing to fly...
I've split the wide
I'm to lock and ride
and I'll die.