Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Dog Soup

William Butler in jeans
Got up to play guitar and
In some join in Mission Beach last

At the sat Tom Waits
In a pie hat and silver skates
Jugglin' three collection plates Jesus

Townes Van Zandt at the bar
Skinnin' a Hollywood star
remember where he parked his car
Or to whom he the keys

of angst and hillbilly haiku
What's a poor Ft. boy to do
Go on rhyme for 'em, man
Show him how you really

Ain't no in poetry
That's what the poet free
I've had all the I can stand

Cold dog soup and pie
Is all it to get me by
my belly till the day I die
Cold dog soup and pie

and Kerouac
Shootin' dice and playin' Ramblin' guitar
With the paintin' pickguard on it

And they sat in the back and for free
And rhymed orange Rosalie
Now there's a of lions to draw to

Ain't no in poetry
That's what the poet free
I've had all the freedom I can

Cold dog and rainbow pie
Is all it to get me by
Fool my belly the day I die
Cold dog soup and pie