Luyện nghe bài hát Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!

Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself in that hole

made his nest up in the autumn branches
Built from nothing but hopes and thin air
up some baby blasted mothers
They took chances and for a while
They lived happily up there

He from New York City, man
But he take the pace
He thought it was a dog eat dog world
Then he went to San Francisco, spent a in outer space
With a sweet little San girl

I can hear my wailing
And a whole lot of scraping of
I know what it is
But there's definitely going on upstairs

Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself in that hole
(I want you to dig, I want you to dig, I you to dig)

Meanwhile made up names for the ladies
Like Ms. Boo and Ms.
He stockpiled weapons and pot shots in the air
He feasted on lovely bodies like a lunatic
And wrapped himself up in their soft hair

I can chants and incantations
And some guy is me in his prayers
Well, I don't what it is
But definitely something going on upstairs

Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself back in hole
(I you to dig, I want you to dig, I want you to dig)

Well, New City, man
San Francisco, L.A., I know
But Larry increasing neurotic and obscene
I mean, he, he never asked to be raised up from the
I mean, no one ever asked him to forsake his dreams

He ended up so many of 'em do
Back in the streets of New York
In a soup queue, a fiend, a slave
Then prison, then the mad
Then the grave, oh, poor

But what do we know of the dead
And who cares?
Well, I don't know it is
But there's something going on upstairs

Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself in that hole
(I you to dig)

Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig back in that hole
(Dig Lazarus, dig)

Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself in that hole
(I you to dig)

Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig yourself,
Dig back in that hole