Luyện nghe bài hát Friday's Tie-Dye Nightmare

In Friday's tie-dye
I was trying to get from here to
Walking to, passing through everywhere
I got on at my station, through the fire
Looking for an elevation that would get me a little

News of dying, someone lying on the stair
Crying for the nation, can we offer up a
There'll be a coronation, a fancy dress
be lined up in formation, but we won't be going anywhere

Down the hellhole, to make my way
I couldn't get where I wanted, due to an unforeseen
The man was as he turned his head 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 blame it all on you, or make up my to stay
I wish I a way I could forget you

I didn't the fine print, y'gotta be on the ball
days I'm less confident, up against a wall
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, for the best
But another put me to the test
A man in black pants, a white shirt, and a red
Had fallen on the and no one even got depressed
Or even guessed he putting on an act
Someone he'd 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 anything right at all

the difference--I didn't stop
The very I could have done was call a cop
But I passed the news vendor, my agenda
And I everyone else, I dropped the ball here

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

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

So I gathered up my skirt and my wallet in
my bag and the sling I carried my girl child in
Funny she cry, she wasn't scared at all
She could see a happy outcome in the patterns on the

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 keep on knowing someone's got a plan
For Friday's tie-dye nightmare and Monday's land
And it is