Luyện nghe bài hát Automatic Blues

Well, some things I'm for fixin'
Make more sense to throw
The touch of human
What I really

Oh, just give me one
I can sink my heart
Not another
Of these automatic blues, on, come on

Well, the preacher the sermon
Sinners bow heads
I feel so alive
I wish I was

You be on your back somewhere, baby
Too beaten up in pew
Sunday lift the curtain
On the blues? Come on

Hey, turn me on, me off
Turn me out, me on
I said, turn me off, me on
me out, turn me on

I feel like a of sneakers
In a machine
I'm bouncing off the
in the heap

Goddamn, thermostat's gone
I up with the flu
up in a blanket
With the automatic blues, on

Hey, on
Get a on me
Get a on me
I want somebody to me
can my baby be