Luyện nghe bài hát Bd 3

Adolescent dreams and the of Tupac
the devil has all the best beats
Hip hop and an to keep
Brother hardware the seat
On the "Bin Laden was here"
around and it disappears
Soft spring rain and skies
Wild hope in all the kids'
And no really sure if this is home

We close early when the are slow
Hit the shell garage, Thornton
Take a drive up on the moors
up in a place we know

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

Check the rear view at the lights
To see who else is about
The mongrel that run the streets
And the families all with secrets to

I lie and I hear the sounds
The wail and the car alarms
A call to prayer and a call to
The bass subs of the boom-box
The first on the cheap guitars
ponies on the edge of the park
Drunks roll home and the they bark
I know the sounds like the of my heart

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