Luyện nghe bài hát Bd 3

Adolescent and the ghost of Tupac
Still the devil has all the best
Hip hop and an image to
hardware under the seat
On the wall "Bin was here"
around and it disappears
Soft rain and wild skies
Wild hope in all the kids'
And no one's really sure if is home

We close early the nights are slow
Hit the garage, Thornton road
Take a drive up on the moors
Park up in a we know

Sat in the back getting stoned
To everything at home
Mess with bleeping phone
Gazing on the city below
Where no one's really sure if this is

the rear view mirror at the lights
To see who is about tonight
The mongrel dogs that run the
And the all with secrets to keep

I lie and I hear the sounds
The sirens' wail and the car
A call to prayer and a call to
The bass subs of the cars
The first on the cheap guitars
Tinker on the edge of the park
Drunks roll home and the dogs they
I the sounds like the beat of my heart

And it's not where you're or where you've been
It's not a of blood or family tree
Everybody believes what they want to
But they come from kind of refugee
Running something, turned out of somewhere
All looking for somewhere, exiled something
And no really sure if this is home