Luyện nghe bài hát Coffee Can

Each night the dream
We were sitting here, on our coffee cans
Eyes upon the skies
I was thinking of you, and if I

when the trumpet blew
The reality hit, this pay-per-view
My can up and out
'Til the siren wailed, and a shouted

Pull that bucket
Let me see registration
be questioned at the station
By a cop, bad cop

If they find you
impound your can in hades
Where the lads and ladies
Had it 'til the last drop

And I the others fly
On their coffee cans, as they waived
from the earthly grind
They had escaped the roast, I'd identified

Dream police, to be found
I was choking on the muddy grounds
I down and reached for my pez
But the head on the dispenser was Juan

Pull bucket over
Let me see registration
You'll be questioned at the
By a cop, bad cop

If they you guilty
They'll your can in hades
the grounded lads and ladies
Had it good 'til the last

in my sleep again
The metaphor was wearing
Until my stretched
It even

Lord, You the bitter cup
Against lips, and drank it up
To bring me You are
I can't believe I've off this far

up and smeeled the coffee
I don't what caffeine does to me
God's got a pull, felt first hand
gotta stop believing my coffee can

Pull bucket over
Let me see your
be questioned at the station
By a cop, bad cop

If find you guilty
impound your can in hades
Where the grounded lads and
Had it good the last drop

Bad dream, but I
That you can't get to on a coffee can