Luyện nghe bài hát Crimes

And there's a on
the Junk where
send their garbage.
Is listening?

After we'll watch
the diving in
and out of the towers of flame.

It twinkles a pile
of jewels left
to in the sun.
Is listening?

And we're just like condom wrappers
up, torn up.
away.
And we're just like headlines:
drifting, floating, the blaze.

'If we rob the
liquor store we
be in Tijuana by the 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 in to Junk Island
we'll burn up like the and the whiskey bottles.

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

And the
in the
applecores.
Is anybody
breathing paint out of plastic bags.
Their mumbled say:
"Is listening?"

Oh-Ooh. Oh-Oooh.