Luyện nghe bài hát Bay of Pigs

Soon.
Soon.
Listen, I've drinking
as our house in ruin.
I don't know I'm doing
in the dark
at the or at the pier,
ships disappear in the rain.
The just bones.
The world is black dressed up in the rain
no place to go but home-
just Nance.
On a like this, why, she's pro-stars, pro-sky.
All lit up and of fighting
beneath the diseased lighting of the at night.
It mean a thing. It never means a thing.
It don't mean a thing. It means a thing.
It's got swing.
I've seen it all. I've it all.
a girl. Her heart's made of wood.
As apocalypses go, that's good.
Sha-la-la, wouldn't you
Please remove spurs.
to think of it, remove your antlers.
Haven't you for ages.
I still fly rages at the mention of your name,
White.
I think you often, off in the desert,
laughing head off in the Forest of the Night.
Say a for the light.
So now I live well. I in the mine.
I'm slinging mud at the towers all the time.
I took a
and up in an English Garden.
I was in the North, but my father's from the South.
Love is a beast with jaws for a mouth. I don't care!
You're upset- and have right to be.
Regretfully, you decline.
night was a waste of time.
Every night. night. Every night.
You were on the of good.
I was of the sea's guts,
a crumbling beauty in a river of ice.
A beauty trapped in Paradise,
oh yes, it was Paradise!
The tide in and the tide goes out again.
I suppose this is the of thing we see every day.
The tide comes in. The tide away.
Oh, the tide in. Yeah, the tide. Yes, the tide.
A note written on the night sky above
reminds me what-in-particular this wine I love.
Like a punctured beast, dead,
compliments going to my
La-da-da, la-da-da!
And of my mind (the Sunflower),
and speaking of a world sour on you,
I was years old in 1992.
I was bathed in sunlight, alright?
I was on dope. You were a ray of sunshine.
I was a romantic. You were 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 searchlight slumps over, so of the night,
and the kids on the boats, in the shipyard
down, down, down, down, down, down, down.
You traveled light (all night, night),
to at the conclusion
of the inutterable secret,
and you your mouth.
I've seen it all. seen it all. I've seen it all.
and easy. Gentle. Gentle.
The wind through the trees makes you for me.
Nancy, in a of crisis, on a cloud.
Soon. Soon.