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
Collected up baby blasted mothers
took their chances and for a while
They lived quite up there

He came New York City, man
But he couldn't the pace
He it was like a dog eat dog world
Then he went to San Francisco, spent a in outer space
With a sweet San Franciscan girl

I can my mother wailing
And a whole lot of scraping of
I don't what it is
But definitely something going on upstairs

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

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

I can hear chants and
And some guy is mentioning me in his
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 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 asked to be raised up from the
I mean, no one actually 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 dope fiend, a
Then prison, then the mad
the grave, oh, poor Larry

But do we really know of the dead
And who actually
Well, I don't know it is
But there's definitely something on upstairs

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

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