Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Hands

Sane, sane, all insane
The blind, the conductor's lame
A Cincinatti jacket and a sad luck
Hanging out the window with a full of rain
hands, clap hands
Clap hands, hands

Said roar, roar the thunder and the
Son of a bitch is never comin' here no more
in the window; a bird on the pole
Can find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, Clap
Clap hands, hands

Said steam, a hundred bad dreams
up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty dollar bill inside a hat
And nobody's where Mr. Knickerbocker's at

Roar, roar the and the roar
Son of a bitch is never comin' back here no
Moon in the window; a on the pole
Can always find a millionaire to all the coal
Clap hands, hands
Clap hands, hands

Shine, a Roosevelt dime
All the way to Baltimore and out of time
Salvation seemed to wind up in the hole
They all went to in the little row boat
hands, clap hands
Clap hands, hands