Luyện nghe bài hát Cartoon Blues

I listened to a 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 said "I'll tell you the secret, which one's your ear?
Yeah, people are made up of and fear
If weren't women present we wouldn't be here
So let's like we're friends"

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

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

In time we'll win the world like a revolution
A tumor we not remove
An old friend, a constant the

Now, my days are sit wringing my hands
Solitaire, crosswords and films on
When you turn from a back into a man
You start to that human smell

And so I sleep with the fan on to out the street
And the noise up from the bar underneath
But for that inconvenience all my drinks are
So I guess it's just as

Why do I envy the ending right from the
Just get it together to it apart
the horse as it follows the cart
I sweep up my broken

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