Luyện nghe bài hát Bay of Pigs

Soon.
Soon.
Listen, I've drinking
as our house in ruin.
I know what I'm doing
alone in the
at the or at the pier,
watching ships in the rain.
The just bones.
The world is black dressed up in the rain
with no place to go but
just Nance.
On a night this, why, she's pro-stars, pro-sky.
All lit up and of fighting
beneath the diseased of the discotheque at night.
It don't a thing. It never means a thing.
It don't mean a thing. It never a thing.
got that swing.
I've seen it all. I've it all.
Magnolia's a girl. Her made of wood.
As go, that's pretty good.
Sha-la-la, you say?
remove your spurs.
Come to think of it, remove antlers.
Haven't you for ages.
I fly into rages at the mention of your name,
White.
I about you often, off in the desert,
laughing your head off in the of the Night.
Say a for the light.
So now I live well. I in the mine.
I'm still mud at the towers all the time.
I a walk
and up in an English Garden.
I was in the North, but my father's from the South.
Love is a political beast with jaws for a mouth. I care!
You're upset- and have right to be.
Regretfully, you decline.
night was a waste of time.
Every night. Every night. night.
You were on the of good.
I was of the sea's guts,
a crumbling trapped in a river of ice.
A beauty trapped in Paradise,
oh yes, it was Paradise!
The tide comes in and the goes out again.
I suppose is the kind of thing we see every day.
The tide comes in. The goes away.
Oh, the tide in. Yeah, the tide. Yes, the tide.
A ransom written on the night sky above
reminds me what-in-particular about wine I love.
Like a punctured beast, dead,
compliments to my head:
La-da-da, la-da-da!
And of my mind (the Sunflower),
and speaking of a world turning on you,
I was twenty old in 1992.
I was bathed in golden sunlight,
I was on dope. You were a ray of sunshine.
I was a hopeless romantic. You swine.
You've got to money to make money.
You've got to calling me "honey".
Oh world! You fucking that turns us around!
The slumps over, so sick of the night,
and the on the boats, busted in the shipyard
down, down, down, down, down, down, down.
You traveled light (all night, night),
to arrive at the
of the world's secret,
and you your mouth.
I've it all. I've seen it all. I've seen it all.
and easy. Gentle. Gentle.
The wind through the makes you mental for me.
Nancy, in a of crisis, on a cloud.
Soon. Soon.