Luyện nghe bài hát Cardboard Box Of Batteries

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

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

The wise are playing ball and the ball's eyes look like mine
Rolling around on the end of the cord, I can't up for down
I'm a lined engine with a cog chipped out of the wheel
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 with a worn
like a mother but I can't let go
I'll spit the 'cross the room and I'll kick 'em out the door
Hell, you can have them, just another I've got no use for

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