Luyện nghe bài hát Bay of Pigs

Soon.
Soon.
Listen, I've been
as our house in ruin.
I don't know what I'm
alone in the
at the or at the pier,
watching ships in the rain.
The just bones.
The is black stones dressed up in the rain
with no to go but home-
like Nance.
On a like this, why, she's pro-stars, pro-sky.
All lit up and sick of
the diseased lighting of the discotheque at night.
It don't mean a thing. It means a thing.
It mean a thing. It never means a thing.
It's got swing.
I've seen it all. seen it all.
Magnolia's a girl. Her heart's of wood.
As apocalypses go, that's good.
Sha-la-la, wouldn't you
Please remove spurs.
Come to think of it, remove antlers.
seen you for ages.
I still fly into rages at the mention of name,
White.
I think you often, off in the desert,
your head off in the Forest of the Night.
Say a for the light.
So now I live well. I in the mine.
I'm still slinging mud at the all the time.
I a walk
and threw up in an 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!
upset- and have every right to be.
Regretfully, you decline.
Every was a waste of time.
night. Every night. Every night.
You on the side of good.
I was of the sea's guts,
a crumbling beauty trapped in a of ice.
A beauty trapped in Paradise,
oh yes, it was Paradise!
The tide comes in and the goes out again.
I suppose this is the kind of we see every day.
The comes in. The tide goes away.
Oh, the tide in. Yeah, the tide. Yes, the tide.
A ransom note written on the sky above
reminds me about this wine I love.
a punctured beast, better-off dead,
compliments going to my
La-da-da, la-da-da!
And speaking of my (the Sunflower),
and speaking of a world turning on you,
I was twenty old in 1992.
I was bathed in golden sunlight,
I was ripped on dope. You a ray of sunshine.
I was a romantic. You were swine.
You've got to spend to make money.
You've got to calling me "honey".
Oh world! You explosion that turns us around!
The slumps over, so sick of the night,
and the kids on the boats, in the shipyard
down, down, down, down, down, down, down.
You traveled (all night, every night),
to arrive at the
of the world's secret,
and you shut mouth.
I've seen it all. I've it all. I've seen it all.
and easy. Gentle. Gentle.
The wind the trees makes you mental for me.
Nancy, in a of crisis, on a cloud.
Soon. Soon.