Luyện nghe bài hát Bd 3

Adolescent and the ghost 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"
Turn and it disappears
spring rain and wild skies
Wild hope in all the eyes
And no one's really sure if this is

We close when the nights are slow
Hit the garage, Thornton road
Take a long drive up on the
Park up in a place we

Sat in the seats getting stoned
To forget everything at
about with bleeping phone
Gazing down on the below
Where no really sure if this is home

Check the view mirror at the lights
To see who is about tonight
The mongrel dogs run the streets
And the families all with to keep

I lie awake and I the sounds
The sirens' and the car alarms
A to prayer and a call to arms
The bass subs of the boom-box
The first on the cheap guitars
Tinker ponies on the edge of the
Drunks roll and the dogs they bark
I the sounds like the beat of my heart

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