Luyện nghe bài hát baseball

I saw a cigarette
It was the smell of death that strolling in
Maybe that henna'd back of
That held me back, back from score

goes that moonboy
Looking
With all his a-growing
down that long back
He thought 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 ready

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

goes that moonboy
Looking
all his leaves a-growing
Split down long back
He thought that
If you got to him
blue with your fists up
You kiss up
Wishin' things heavy
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 a friendly kid

the rafters
Right field
Baseball
Take our out

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

There goes moonboy
Looking
all his leaves a-growing
Split that long back
He thought that
If you got to him
True blue with your up
You kiss 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 a friendly kid
I was
I was
I was