Luyện nghe bài hát Angels

There are no angels left in america
left after the second world war heading west
Stopping briefly in during the 60's
Then in tianamen square during the last
They kept heading to who knows where
are they after?
What are they looking
A who never comes?
A virgin
A drug?
A sign, any of sign?
Anything that looks slightly out of the
over fields and factories
Momma's going off her
Daddy's bringing the bacon
Open up the pearly
Fruit of salty
Tangled up in and legs
I can touch the bottom
Now I'm up a sweat!
I'm now
I'm now

I can barely my own self
How I touch someone else?
I am an advertisement
For a version of
Like molecules in constant
a million nervous tics
I am in anticipation
Like the sunlight on wings
I'm now (don't look back)
I'm ready now (I'm for this)
I'm now

The sensuous - the smell of the sea
The sweat off wings - the fruit from the trees
The angel inside - who will meet me
On wings of desire - I back alive

I'm
I'm ready (I put the outside)
I'm
I'm ready (to that ride)
I'm now
I'm now (to take that wine)
I'm now but where are you?