Luyện nghe bài hát Cartoon Blues

I to a lecture of nonsense 'til dawn
By a plagiary poet with glasses on
He said, "How did you ever dream up that
The one where the dies?"

I "I'll tell you the secret, which one's your good ear?
Yeah, are made up of water and fear
If there women present we wouldn't be here
So let's make like friends"

And the pot to powder and soured the mood
And the people I'd come with were gone from the
So I like a child, "May I be excused?"
And them all

that late night latrine rain soaking through my shoes
I walking backwards to get less confused
Working off the theory I never prove
it was life itself to blame

In we'll win the world like a failed revolution
A tumor we could not
An old friend, a the blues

Now, my are distractions sit wringing my hands
Solitaire, crosswords and on demand
When you turn from a cartoon into a man
You to smell that human smell

And so I sleep the fan on to drown out the street
And the noise rising up from the bar
But for that all my drinks are free
So I guess it's as well

Why do I envy the right from the start
Just get it to take it apart
Watching the horse as it the cart
I up my broken spell

And I felt something the world
a new constitution
A thief I would to pursue
At all times, at all the truth