Luyện nghe bài hát Bruce Wayne Campbell Interviewed On The Roof Of The Chelsea Hotel, 1979

Pull down the shades, lets kill the
Lets the morning, let it die
Will your eyes out a warning
But they'll be another after afternoon and tonight
Fuck hours sick with singing
with singing the same songs
In the bars, soon be drinking
Lets cash my and drink along

Old times, hello, hey, missed you
Old life, hey now, let me in
you win on every issue
Now, can I kiss
you care how long it's been?
It has been so many years, I my yearning
But in every bed, it led me
They only bloom on was burning
And it grew, the grew
And now nothing to consume
It's turned on me in my room
I'll burn, you think I'm finished
Think I'm not
Well, go on,

So, take me, I'm yours, starship
Sparkling stars line your as they lift off the loneliest street corner this clown has yet leaned against
I'll let all these fine faces fold me
The warmth from the space lights illumines the sea as the laughingest mouths open, but we set them sighing
We'll them flying
And we'll take this man left almost out
Cause we're pretty sure he a hand
He says he can't
And we pick him up
He asks us this ship will land
But he knows we it isn't coming down
He we know we'll fly so far
Til stars hold him in all around
Til he the ground
Til he forgets the way
people sometimes are