Luyện nghe bài hát Big Jet Planes

(Crowe/Cochran)

Big jet planes don't fly me
I'm one of the lucky
I live in a quiet
all middle class
and Brecht
Her time in Amsterdam
She back a fuckin' mess

But it's all over - that's all
Time shades the pony and on
For all of singin' she's a real one
Loves punchin' things and inspiration
At least she can be

Smart enough and deep enough to with that fire
Smart enough and deep enough to my desire
Strong enough and street enough to grieve love's
She doesn't break, I bet she
She doesn't break, I bet she
In an earthquake, I know she'd it

Big jet planes fly over me
I'm in them
down on your street
Know so many people I've met
The time I go to Amsterdam,
I'm coming back a mess

But all over - that's all gone
Time the pony and travels on
For all of singin' she's a real one
Loves punchin' things and swallows
At she can be inspired

Smart enough and deep enough to kiss that fire
Smart and deep enough to hold my desire
Strong enough and street enough to grieve invention
She break, I bet she bruises
She break, I bet she bruises
In an earthquake, I she'd cruise it

I'm one of the ones
I live in a quiet