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

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

Larry made his nest up in the autumn
Built from nothing but hopes and thin air
Collected up some baby blasted
took their chances and for a while
They quite happily up there

He came from New City, man
But he couldn't take the
He thought it was like a dog eat dog
Then he went to San Francisco, spent a year in outer
a sweet little San Franciscan girl

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

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

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

I can hear and incantations
And some guy is me in his prayers
Well, I don't know it is
But there's definitely something on upstairs

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

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

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

But what do we really know of the
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 back in hole
(I you to dig)

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