Luyện nghe bài hát Apparition No12

Hey now my red clouds're in
To catalogue and number every stone cold
And I've Sal thumbing his way up to the stars
I've seen angels in the galleries qnd heroes in the bars

I've seen a warrant out on the moon
I saw what happened when the spoke too soon
And I heard the sneeze into the evening
And all the bat-squeak singers selling hope to the sleeping

I've seen the cover up of cold facts
And burning acid holes in the magazine racks
And I saw have a baby in the street
Where they're playing blind bluff between the dying and the concrete

I've seen a paper holing up a doorway
I heard the lonely singing yeah, I did it your way
And I held the up to a looking glass
It a striking resemblance to the embers of the past

I've the chorus-girls, the ribbons and the rot
Seen electoral debates on the steel-rim of a whiskey
And I caught the glimmer in a eye
I've seen AK-47's with their noses to the sky

And I smelled the ghosts of the and the orchids
I've got promises tattooed on the of my eyelids
And I'll be when the Richter reaches 10
I bled by weapons, babe, and now I'm one of them.