Luyện nghe bài hát Crows in The Wheatfield

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

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

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

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

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

With fifty-five pence between his two
And a swirling head as the of hunger lingers

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

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