Luyện nghe bài hát Friday's Tie-Dye Nightmare

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

News of people dying, 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 won't be anywhere

Down the hellhole, to make my way
I couldn't get where I wanted, due to an unforeseen
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
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 a way I could forget you

I didn't read the 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 to think 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 black pants, a shirt, and a red vest
Had fallen on the track and no one even got
Or even he wasn't putting on an act
said he'd drunk too much
'Cause he was on his back
It was also duly that he happened to be black
There was a lack of anything 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 the ball here

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

What is going on
Will I ever know the
How do to deal with the time stealing your 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 my wallet in
Grabbed my bag and the sling I carried my girl in
she didn't cry, she wasn't scared at all
She could see a happy 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 on going knowing someone's got a plan
For Friday's tie-dye and Monday's promised land
And it is