Luyện nghe bài hát City Of Motors

Three dark, first in the mind
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 fail

An empty body but it bled
Oil from the axle and it left a
Ran down Java Street and formed a
Manuela saw the moon in
saw the moon in there

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

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

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

And I a rumbling
I hear grind
I witness
I have the now

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

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

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

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