Luyện nghe bài hát Cardboard Box Of Batteries

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

The walls blend into ceilings and disappear
Never enough time to think it out, only time to I'm here
The is on the table but I've got no coins for pay
A beer half circle around her name, 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 stream lined with a cog chipped out of the wheel
I remember a dirty joke or two but I remember the feel
I remember a dirty or two but I can't remember the feel

Too much time I spend, a miser with a nickel worn
Starving like a mother but I 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 that this comes out dark, it's not that bad
There's still a sparkle, silver in my cavity that plays in the winter
I've a cardboard box of batteries hidden in a tire
A miner's hat with a on top and a handful of wedding rings
A miner's hat with a light on top and a of wedding rings