Luyện nghe bài hát baseball

I saw a contend
It was the of death that kept strolling in
Maybe that back of yours
held me back, back from keeping score

There that moonboy
jungly
With all his a-growing
Split down long back
He would've that
If you got to him
True blue with your up
You little up
Wishin' things were
That's fine in the end
Where'd all our go
We can dip if ready

I bet you take me for a
Nothing like, rules the cool sensation of Pollock and Jules
weird abandon in the sheets
Though the tongue good
My grammar's from the cheeks

There goes moonboy
Looking
With all his a-growing
down that long back
He would've thought
If you got to him
True with your fists up
You kiss up
Wishin' things were
fine in the end though
Where'd all our go
We can dip if you're

I was
You were a kid
I was
You were a kid

Fill the
field dances
Baseball
Take our out

somethin' fiction 'bout the way that reality's going
Seems like the chakra's hopscotch
growing
Some framework of the sunset
A yellow out of gray
My are tired of the body
woke me up today

There that moonboy
jungly
With all his leaves
Split down that long
He would've that
If you got to him
True blue with your up
You little up
Wishin' things were
That's in the end though
Where'd all our go
We can dip if you're

I was
You a friendly kid
I was
You were a kid
I was
I was
I was