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

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

Old times, hello, hey, missed you
Old life, hey now, let me in
Because you win on issue
Now, can I you?
Don't you care how it's been?
It has so many years, I lived my yearning
But in bed, it led me through
They bloom on what was burning
And it grew, the grew
And now nothing to consume
It's on me in my glass room
Where I'll burn, you think I'm
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 faces fold into me
The from the space lights illumines the sea as the laughingest mouths wetly open, but we set them sighing
We'll take them
And we'll take man left almost passed out
Cause we're pretty sure he a hand
He he can't stand
And when we him up
He asks us where this ship land
But he we know it isn't coming down
He knows we know fly so far
Til stars hold him in all around
Til he forgets the
Til he the crawling way
Real people are