Luyện nghe bài hát Big Brass Bed

If i lie in a bed of moss
and sleep and dream the away
i'd the world count its cost
for a big bed

And rivers would lullaby me to
as i'd curl up in a blanket of
you'd doze off to the drone of police
and the firing of

All the children are nestled in their beds
All the tvs blare curses and at the dead
and the runs from this Vagabond Age

For the castles down the block have private eyes
and the neighbor gives you looks that say somewhat despised
and your car that's been makes you almost want to cry out for
the of lead.

You shuffle your you'll take to the zoo
you frown on the way and then upon cue
and know just what they're supposed to do
for their big bed

If i lie in green pastures and rest
far from and the cold hard cement
i'd send all the world my bill for its
and its big bed