Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Tindersticks

The first we flew it
It was and cramped
The vodka running out across the Atlantic
Even the steward screamed and in it

We didn't think we going to make it
Now we're stretched out in wide, seats
Flicking menus
A walk to the bar and there's as much screw-top
As we can drink, so easy

Taking turns our photos taken
in front of smoked windows
Decanters of cheap whiskey in our
Drive into Manhattan on a date with a starlet just talent
That's people pay the money to see

we to argue?
Five hours now it's been on
And still we're all of it
Can you believe all this?
Can he really lie in bed at night and marvel at his own

When do you the ability to step back
And get a sense of own ridiculousness?
They're songs
Midnight, and all over
Now it can really us laugh

We're standing on our heads drinking sours of Crystel
Now we're unable to step back or step
a swallow
Tasting it again, not so unpleasant
Perhaps it's an taste

The first time, it you sick
Then, by little, it becomes delicious
people
Always to be interested in what you have say

We are artists, we are sensitive and
We nod our heads
Already half-way down the
On our way to the place dry
A $2,000 bar

picks up the tab
And we're on our way
Laughing at
Los Angeles, days in
And our sense of irony's running pretty

All the we've made
It's 2 a.m., it's time at the Dresden
and Layton play one last sleepy "Strangers in the Night"
And the of the martinis dribble down our chins
We're sittin', chasin' the around the table

Jesus, how have I been in this state?
The still waiting outside
you want to do?
Anywhere you to go?
We're on our way to the airport and a plane to

So nights lying in bed shaking
of pushing my daughter around the supermarket
The joy of seein' all those colors and reflect in her wide eyes
My leaning on the window
And driving through the empty L.A. streets
And seems silent and beautiful

A face hits the floor
Police glistening in the streetlight
Melrose and lurching through a sea of Halloween transvestites
The flight's canceled, but it matter
We this corner to a way that takes us wherever up to sunset
We creep up the drive to the
The suite Belushi in

Or the one hung out the window
Oh, I'll go for
I would fancy a window-hanging, myself tonight, man
over to the mini-bar
Open the champagne, one sip and it's to wake up to

hungry?
A of uniformed waiters
Lay out an table for all us to ignore
Oh, the
How used to living

And back in on a cold Friday night
Do you want another
Well, I try
Perhaps we could make it to the
600 yards, minutes later
We're through the waiting crowd, all fish eyes

An door policy
for arseholes
And tonight? Well, a nod of our heads, and we're
down the red, velvety stairs
Limbs flaying, hands searching for to steady

ourselves up, nothing broken
Just aches in the
No one seems to
I find a table, champagne

I've been so drunk, I sit and at you
We try and talk for the first time in a long
confession
You shiver, it made you feel

We use the rent money to pay the
Bumping shoulders, we stumble out into
over the sleeping bags
Shouting for