Luyện nghe bài hát Crows in The Wheatfield

Making your way through an orchard
Tracing day from disillusioned to debauched
And passed quickly below the rotten elm tree
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 your jacket off

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

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

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

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

With fifty-five pence his two fingers
And a swirling head as the feeling of lingers

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

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