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

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

Larry his nest up in the autumn branches
Built from nothing but high and thin air
Collected up some baby blasted
They took their chances and for a
They lived quite happily up

He came from New 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 San Franciscan girl

I can hear my mother
And a whole lot of of chairs
I don't what it is
But there's definitely something on upstairs

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

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

I can chants and incantations
And some guy is mentioning me in his
Well, I know what it is
But definitely something going on upstairs

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

Well, New City, man
San Francisco, L.A., I don't
But Larry grew neurotic and obscene
I mean, he, he never to be raised up from the tomb
I mean, no one ever asked him to forsake his dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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