Luyện nghe bài hát Committed To Parkview

There's a man across the hall who staring at the floor,
He thinks he's Hank Williams; hear him singing the door.
There's a in 203, who stops by to visit me,
And she talks about her and the star that she should be.
There are lots of special people staying in or passing
And for one thing or another, to Parkview.

There's a girl in 307, down on Thorazine.
And a superstar's ex-drummer trying to Benzedrine.
There's a boy just below me, who's the son of some well-known:
He was brought in by his mother, his daddy's always gone.
There's a bum from on Broadway and then a few quite well-to-do's:
Who have withdrawn from the rat race and to Parkview.

There's a who cries above me, loud enough to wake the dead.
They don't what she has taken that has scrambled up her head.
There's a and a singer who has tried and tried and tried:
They brought him in this morning, an attempted suicide.
There are those that never made it, those did but now are through:
Some came of own good choosing: some committed to Parkview.

They wake us about 6: 30, before the morning meal.
While they're blood pressure, they ask us how we feel.
And I always say: "Fantastic! ain't nothing wrong with me."
And then give me my injection and I go right back to sleep.
And my days are kind of foggy and my are dreamy too:
But they're taking good care of me: to Parkview.