Luyện nghe bài hát City Of Motors

Three times dark, first in the
on Java Street, the dead car there
The hood out with a BB gun
Manuela said she saw the brakes
Manuela said she saw the brakes

An empty body but it still
Oil the axle and it left a trail
Ran down Java Street and a pool
Manuela saw the moon in
Manuela saw the in there

And I a rumbling
I hear transmission
I bear
I have the now

Three times dark, third on the
Man jumps between and the rail
Man the door but the door is locked
Man gouge the hinge and goes down the
Man gouge the hinge and goes the stairs

Dull bright morning and the are gone
Detectives with flashlights in the shaft
Manuela detectives she saw him there
in the hinge is a sliver of a fingernail
Stuck in the is a sliver of a fingernail

And I hear a
I transmission grind
I bear
I the clutch now

Three dark, on the turnpike
the Motor City to the City of Dis
They traced his travel by his credit
No sleep, and he is nauseous
No sleep, smokes and he is

an ash like a wild, loose comma
Ash the oil around the pump
to the pump and the pump explodes
Witness he saw the car jump
said he saw the car jump

And I hear a
I hear grind
I bear
I the clutch now

And I hear a
I transmission grind
I witness
I have the now, now
Now, now, now, now, now