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

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

made his nest up in the autumn branches
Built nothing but high hopes and thin air
Collected up some blasted mothers
They their chances and for a while
They lived happily 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 went to San Francisco, spent a year in outer
With a sweet San Franciscan girl

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

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

I can hear and incantations
And guy is mentioning 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 want you to dig, I want you to dig, I you to dig)

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

He up like so many of 'em do
in the streets of New York City
In a queue, a dope fiend, a slave
prison, then the mad house
Then the grave, oh, Larry

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

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 in that hole
(I you to dig)

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