Luyện nghe bài hát Friday's Tie-Dye Nightmare

In Friday's nightmare
I was trying to get from to there
Walking to, passing through everywhere
I got on at my station, running the fire
Looking for an elevation that would get me a higher

News of dying, someone lying on the stair
Crying for the nation, can we offer up a
There'll be a coronation, a fancy affair
We'll be lined up in formation, but we be going anywhere

Down the hellhole, trying to my way
I couldn't get where I wanted, due to an delay
The man was apologetic as he his head to say
Sorry, kid, you're not gonna it home today
Hey mister, you take my ticket away
Even more to the point, how I let you
I blame it all on you, or make up my mind to stay
I wish I a way I could forget you

I didn't read the print, y'gotta be on the ball
Some I'm less confident, up against a wall
I wonder where my went, I should have made the call
I like to I'm innocent, but then, don't we all

I got to the next location, for the best
But another put me to the test
A man in pants, a white shirt, and a red vest
Had fallen on the track and no one even got
Or even guessed he putting on an act
Someone said drunk too much
'Cause he was lying on his
It was also duly noted that he happened to be
There was a serious lack of right at all here

What's the didn't stop
The very least I could done was call a cop
But I passed the vendor, pursuing my agenda
And I like everyone else, I dropped the ball

trying to get home, I saw a telephone
And put some I had found
were supposed to work, they did for the man beside me
But when I dropped them in, they go down

is going on here
Will I ever the truth
How do to deal with the stealing away your daddy's youth
after story of disaster barely missed
You see, miracles somehow do exist
And anyone can be kissed by lady

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

And
The next was the right one, but not for the vested man
I try, but there's too many things never understand
Y'gotta keep on going someone's got a plan
For Friday's tie-dye nightmare and Monday's land
And it is