Luyện nghe bài hát For Mayor in Splitsville

Funny what you think of after a
lying in the dirt the first thing that comes back is never quite what you'd have guessed
And if you could have, you would've said you'd check if all your limbs were intact still and
try to get out

We played house the neighbors in their basement
Sister made me husband she was so I did her bidding
I once their dad came in said, "You think this is bad?
You know the half." And he laughed.

It's what things come back
The first you see

How he of smiled like it's only a joke but he was lying
was something else inside of his eyes
All those secrets people tell to little
Are warnings they give them
Like, "Look, I'm unhappy. Please don't the same mistake as me."

Why are old worn out jokes on married life told at toasts at receptions still?
How does it never how often couples get burned and end uncertain in Splitsville?

Funny what you think of in the wreckage, lying there in the dirt and the dust and the
How suddenly somewhere, in the desert, in the nighttime, and it's getting close to Christmas
And then her and that movie voice she uses she reads,
"Welcome to the Land of Enchantment" a highway sign
And late so you take the next exit

When that ended we came back the rent was due I was jobless
I in retrospect I should've sensed decay
Then day, how you said, "I just don't know" and I promised
We'd rearrange things to fix the I'd made here

But I guess in the end we just moved around 3X

But I guess in the end it sort of feels like every day harder to stay happy where you are
There are all these to look through the fence into your neighbor's yard
Why even risk it? It's to stay distant
When it's so now to just be content
Because there's something else

Now I'm proposing my own toast, composing my own joke for married men
Maybe I'm miserable, I'd rather run for mayor in Splitsville than suffer your jokes