Luyện nghe bài hát Crows in The Wheatfield

Making your way through an orangepeel
your day from disillusioned to debauched
And spring passed quickly below the rotten elm
You weren't kissed you were pissed in the lavatory
And shaving is something that you out of
And it would take a heat wave to get you to take jacket off

You hang around the watching someone kick the boys in
a hand through your hair as if to comb out the poison

Sing some song about crows in the wheatfield
It's been so long since you saw in the wheatfield

And don't forget day you remembered
When you saw fish swim in the system river
And keep revising that picture in your
When you left and the crows behind

And the were sweet and summers were long
in your bare feet on a short yellow lawn
You used to stifle a smile or forget not to
Do all the things men do when they're to the river born

fifty-five pence between his two fingers
And a head as the feeling of hunger lingers

Sing some stupid songs about in the wheatfield
It's so long since you saw crows in the wheatfield

Sing stupid song about crows in the wheatfield
You knew all you were a crow in the wheatfield