Luyện nghe bài hát Collect From Wichita

It's raining cats and
At a dinner outside of
Out of money, out of
I'm out here in the Midwest

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

And all this I've just been drifting
And I ain't got nothing
I've bent and I've been twisted
Into this state of common

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

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