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 high and thin air
Collected up baby blasted mothers
They took their and for a while
They lived quite up there

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

I can my mother wailing
And a whole lot of of chairs
I know what it is
But there's definitely something going on

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

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

I can hear and incantations
And guy is mentioning me in his prayers
Well, I don't what it is
But there's definitely 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 grew increasing neurotic and obscene
I mean, he, he never asked to be raised up the tomb
I mean, no one ever actually asked him to forsake his

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

But do we really know of the dead
And who actually
Well, I know what it is
But there's definitely 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 back 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 back in hole