Luyện nghe bài hát Bastard Son

Bob dylan is my father, joan baez is my
And I'm their son
Though my roots through I'm just 22
I don't belong to
When the was disbanded, I was disowned
I got a you can ring me on but I ain't got no phone
Got a forwarding address, baby I ain't got no
I got no home
That's the style of a child
is the song of a bastard son

Uncle lenny to make me laugh
away my nightmares, tore my daydreams in half
Showed them to me upside-down
In the mirror that suzanne found
Lenny's doing his tricks today
Only goes to show that growing up pay

and james were family friends
Took my mind to through the new jersey bends
Gave me a when I was three
Nailed a to my knees
Now bruce is a foreman and is a slave
gave in and james just gave up

My family grow up too well with technology
And I think this is why they me
But now I wanna get back the fold
I don't wanna be a black sheep, I don't grow old
Here's to warren, neil, t-bone, andy, lou, townes,
Tom, steve, elizabeth, elvia,
You're something good and it's gotta be saved
I so!

I've only started playing guitar and already they say
I'm a
Say my songs are too long, are too strong, shoes
clean
See the synthesizer's broken, the 12 inch not exist
It's gonna take a blessed life to get on to the
I'm gonna a blessed life to get on to the hitlist
But I'm singing for the men, for the women and the
Who grew up like me with seven instincts hid

Bob dylan is my father, baez is my mother
And I'm their son.