Luyện nghe bài hát Friday's Tie-Dye Nightmare

In tie-dye nightmare
I was trying to get here to there
to, passing through people everywhere
I got on at my station, through the fire
Looking for an that would get me a little higher

of people dying, someone lying on the stair
Crying for the nation, can we up a prayer
There'll be a coronation, a fancy affair
We'll be lined up in formation, but we won't be going

the hellhole, trying to make my way
I get where I wanted, due to an unforeseen delay
The man was apologetic as he turned his to say
Sorry, kid, you're not gonna make it home
Hey mister, why'd you my ticket away
more to the point, how come I let you
I could it all on you, or make up my mind to stay
I wish I knew a way I could you

I read the fine print, y'gotta be on the ball
Some days I'm less confident, up against a
I wonder where my mind went, I should have made the
I like to think I'm innocent, but then, we all

I got to the next location, hoping for the
But another put me to the test
A man in black pants, a shirt, and a red vest
Had fallen on the track and no one even got
Or even guessed he wasn't on an act
said he'd drunk too much
'Cause he was on his back
It was also duly noted that he to be black
There was a serious of anything right at all here

What's the difference--I stop
The very least I could done was call a cop
But I passed the news vendor, my agenda
And I like else, I dropped the ball here

Still trying to get home, I saw a
And put some I had found
They were to work, they did for the man beside me
But I dropped them in, they wouldn't go down

What is going on
Will I ever know the
How do to deal with the time stealing away daddy's youth
Story after of disaster barely missed
You see, common somehow do exist
And anyone can be by lady fortune

So I gathered up my skirt and tucked my in
Grabbed my bag and the sling I carried my child in
she didn't cry, she wasn't scared at all
She could see a happy in the patterns on the wall

And
The train was the right one, but not for the vested man
I try, but too many things I'll never understand
Y'gotta on going knowing someone's got a plan
For Friday's nightmare and Monday's promised land
And it is