Luyện nghe bài hát Crimes

And there's a on
the Junk island
they send garbage.
Is anybody

After work we'll
the seagulls in
and out of the towers of flame.

It like a pile
of rotting jewels
to in the sun.
Is listening?

And we're like those condom wrappers
used up, up.
away.
And we're just yesterday's headlines:
drifting, floating, the blaze.

'If we rob the
store we could
be in by the crack of dawn.
and if we rob the
mansion
we could his modern art and make a fortune.
and if we rob the widow,
we steal her credit cards
and buy a cottage by the
And we could swim in to Junk
we'll burn up the seagulls and the whiskey bottles.

scrapped Valentines.
We're rinds.
Crimes, Crimes, Crimes, Crimes, Crimes.

And the
in the
applecores.
Is anybody
They're breathing paint out of bags.
mumbled mouths say:
"Is listening?"

Oh-Ooh. Oh-Oooh.