Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Tindersticks

The first time we it
It was cheap and
The vodka out half-way across the Atlantic
Even the steward screamed and in it

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

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

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

When do you lose the ability to back
And get a sense of your own
They're only
Midnight, and it's all
Now it can really make us

standing on our heads drinking sours of Crystel Schnapps
Now we're to step back or step forward
Swallowing a
Tasting it again, it's not so
Perhaps it's an taste

The time, it makes you sick
Then, little by little, it 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

Showbiz up the tab
And on our way laughing
Laughing at
Los Angeles, days in
And our of irony's running pretty thin

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

Jesus, how long have I been in state?
The limousine's still outside
Anything you to do?
you want to go?
We're on our way to the airport and a to Vegas

So nights lying in bed shaking
Dreaming of pushing my around the supermarket
The joy of seein' all those colors and shapes reflect in her wide
My head on the window
And we're driving through the L.A. streets
And everything seems and beautiful

A guy's hits the floor
Police revolvers glistening in the
Onto Melrose and lurching a sea of Halloween transvestites
The canceled, but it doesn't matter
We turn this corner to a way that us wherever up to sunset
We creep up the drive to the
The suite died in

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

Anyone
A of uniformed waiters
Lay out an elaborate for all us to ignore
Oh, the
How we're used to

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

An door policy
Exclusively for
And Well, a nod of our heads, and we're inside
Falling the red, velvety stairs
Limbs flaying, hands searching for to steady

Pick ourselves up, nothing
Just in the morning
No one to notice
I find a table, arrives

been so drunk, I sit and look at you
We try and talk for the first time in a time
confession
You shiver, it made you sick

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