Luyện nghe bài hát Crows in The Wheatfield

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

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

Sing some stupid about crows in the wheatfield
been so long since you saw crows in the wheatfield

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

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

With fifty-five between his two fingers
And a swirling as the feeling of hunger lingers

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

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