Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Apples

Diamonds and cars
to burn
I got my head in the
I got these thoughts to
Got my feet in the
I got a on the hill
I got a like a mother
the price of my thrills

And it's a day, it's a continental drift
I said this traffic is
Can you give me a
And I'll try to paint a
Got your pictures to
you got to make a living
With you bring yourself to sell

I got genuine

Bad
sample
For your o' mind
$9.95
I got my camera back from
Got my law up to date
Hell they must've me comin'
Ain't this life so great

When the hit the fan
It was all I could
Yeah, well I'm a frequent
My body's while it can
But what I don't understand is
My world ain't gettin' no

If I touch the sky
Well I float on by
While everybody's
I'm just another guy
If it up to me
I'd say just me be
Why let one bad
the whole damn bunch

Gold and
Now whyn't you my apathy
I'd have all my bases
If I teach my hands to see
But now we're down in the end
Where they'd love to you drown
I your laundry could use washing
We'll it up all over town

I said Hollywood's a dryer
An we're down on sunset
An be suckin' down the clorox
'Til your life's all nice and

the shit hit the fan
It was all I could
Yeah, well I'm a flyer
My body's while it can
But what I understand is that
My world ain't no brighter

If I touch the sky
Well I would on by
everybody's talkin'
Hell I'm just guy
If it up to me
I'd say leave me be
Why let one bad
Spoil the whole bunch

When the hit the fan
It was all I could
Yeah, I'm a frequent flyer
My breathing while it can
But I don't understand is that
My ain't gettin' no brighter

If I touch the sky
Well I float on by
everybody's talkin'
Hell I'm another guy
If it up to me
I'd say leave me be
Why let one bad
Spoil the whole damn
Why let one bad
Spoil the whole bunch

Boy