Luyện nghe bài hát Apparition No12

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

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

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

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

I've seen the chorus-girls, the and the rot
electoral debates on the steel-rim of a whiskey shot
And I the glimmer in a hurricane's eye
I've seen these with their noses to the sky

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