Luyện nghe bài hát Emerald Street

Pregnant on the Barton street bus
Hard-up living off crust
And there's a beat-up car it's starting to ruse
Hard soles are kicking up

Half a people living in the corpse
Of the brick 50's
To the north, all the small outcasts
Are now big bourgeoisie

All the boys in the houses
Wave to the of Emerald Street

Our calloused fingers, blood red on the
But we on
never falter, though they want us to slip
We on

Desperate downtown bikes
Drunks in the village are picking
So like the streets, read them their rights
No hot summer nights

The sun down on the edge of town
At the end of
We sit and the stacks on fire
To the across the bay

All the boys in the halfway
Wave to the of Emerald Street

Our calloused fingers, blood red on the
But we on
We'll never falter, they want us to slip
We on

There's something in the belfry
On the corner of Victoria and
And it out into the night
It sings this city's

All the boys in the halfway
Wave to the girls of Street

Our calloused fingers, blood red on the
But we on
never falter, though they want us to slip
We on