Luyện nghe bài hát Crying Lightning

Outside the cafe by the cracker
You were a magic trick
And my got rude, as you talked and chewed
On the of your pick and mix

Said mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been called cold before
As you bit into strawberry lace
And then a flip in attention in the form of a gobstopper
Is all you left and it was going to waste

past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and
And I love that little you had called
Crying
And how you like to aggravate the man on rainy afternoons

The next time that I my own reflection
It was on way to meet you
of excuses to postpone
You never look like from the side
But profile did not hide
The fact you I was approaching your throne

folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Stood and puff your chest out like you never a war
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a
There was no to grasp or gaps to claw

And your past-times, consisted of the
And twisted and
And I hate little game you had called
lightning
And how you to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons

But not half as impossible as assumes
You are lightning

past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and
And I hate that little you had called
lightning
Crying
lightning
Crying

Your past-times, of the strange
And and deranged
And I hate that game you had called