Luyện nghe bài hát Condor Ave

She took the out past Condor Avenue
She locked the car an' slipped into rhythmic quietude
Lights burning, dry and hoarse

I threw the screen like a bastard back and forth
The chimes over each other, I fell onto my knees
Sound of the car driving off made me feel

A sick like you hear at the fairground
Now I'm picking up to put anything of yours that's still around
I know what to do with your clothes or your letters
It'll make a out of you

She the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue
The fairground's lit, a man sits
By the gate driving through

Got his hat tipped bottle in between his teeth
Looks like he's buried in the sand at the
I can't think about you driving off to leave awake
To take a little nap while the is straight

I that car had never been discovered
They took away the bottle and the hat he was
That's the one thing that he never do
And it'll a whisper out of you

She took the Oldsmobile out Condor Avenue
were running around the scene
Looking for some kind of

They get uptight when a moth gets crushed
Unless a light bulb really him very much
I'm lying down, blowing smoke from my
Little whisper smoke that you'll never get

You're in your Oldsmobile driving by the
Headlights burning bright of you
And someone's out on Condor Avenue
Trying to make a out of you

What a shitty thing to say, did you mean it?
You never a word to me about what passed between us
So now I'm leaving you
You can do whatever the hell you to