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 screamed and joined in it

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

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

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

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

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

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

We are artists, we are and important
We nod our heads
Already down the champagne
On our way to leaving the dry
A $2,000 bar

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

All the friends we've
It's 2 a.m., it's closing time at the
Marty and play one last sleepy "Strangers in the Night"
And the last of the martinis dribble down our
We're sittin', the conservation around the table

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

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

A face hits the floor
revolvers glistening in the streetlight
Onto Melrose and through a sea of Halloween transvestites
The flight's canceled, but it doesn't
We this corner to a way that takes us wherever up to sunset
We creep up the drive to the
The suite died in

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

hungry?
A team of waiters
Lay out an elaborate 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 it to the Atlantic
600 yards, minutes later
We're pushing through the waiting crowd, all eyes

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

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

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

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