Luyện nghe bài hát Collect From Wichita

It's raining and dogs
At a dinner of Wichita
Out of money, out of
I'm out in the great Midwest

It ain't like you'll through that door
A thousand from Baltimore
But if you did, see a man
He's drowning in the Promised

And all this time I've been drifting
And I ain't got left
I've bent and I've been twisted
Into this state of common

My back is up the wall
Hopin' you'll take this call
from Wichita

I left Dunston Road in a cloud of
Screaming black and
With in my hand and feet
From of our shattered dreams