Luyện nghe bài hát Cardboard Box Of Batteries

Make a dent in the shovel, run the mud through a
Paste hopes on a windmill blade, plant it up on the hill
Pencil sharpened with a knife, pretty girl as a pretty nun
Maybe you wake and think, this is great, I just somewhere to run

The walls into ceilings and faces disappear
Never time to think it out, only time to forget I'm here
The bill is on the but I've got no coins for pay
A beer half circle her name, what the hell did she say?

The wise are playing tether and the ball's eyes look like mine
Rolling on the end of the cord, I can't make up for down
I'm a stream lined engine with a cog chipped out of the
I remember a dirty joke or two but I can't the feel
I remember a dirty or two but I can't remember the feel

Too much time alone I spend, a miser a nickel worn
Starving like a but I can't let go
I'll spit the hours 'cross the room and kick 'em out the door
Hell, you can them, just another thing I've got no use for

And funny that this comes out dark, it's not that bad
There's still a sparkle, silver in my that plays music in the winter
I've a box of batteries hidden in a tire swing
A hat with a light on top and a handful of wedding rings
A miner's hat with a on top and a handful of wedding rings