Luyện nghe bài hát Eight Miles Low

When I was a boy
I dreamed of playing with toys
I just knew what I knew
What else was I to do?

Scream, dream, scream,
Scream, dream, scream,
Scream,

Another on the bedpost
Another on your gun
Put your lips on the list of
notch on your gun

Years by and now I'm eight
The girl next door, I tolerate
She a patient, oh, I give in
the nurse with the medicine

Scream, dream, scream,
Scream, dream, scream,
Scream,

notch on the bedpost
Another notch on gun
Put your lips on the list of
You had it all but you're not the one
not the only boy

Violins, I can hear you
I found out you care at all
Violins, tell me, to do
All I want is to with you

The day I turned twenty-one
Thought I was the gun
from your face to view
What else was I to do?

Scream, dream, scream,
Scream, dream, scream,
Scream,

notch on the bedpost
Another notch on gun
Put lips on the list of life
You had it all but you're not the boy
You're not the one

Violins, I can you call
I out you don't care at all
Violins, tell me, to do
All I want is to play you