Luyện nghe bài hát Friday's Tie-Dye Nightmare

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

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

the hellhole, trying to make my way
I couldn't get where I wanted, due to an delay
The man was as he turned his head to say
Sorry, kid, not gonna make it home today
Hey mister, why'd you take my away
Even more to the point, how I let you
I could it all on you, or make up my mind to stay
I I knew 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 my mind went, I should have made the call
I to think I'm innocent, but then, don't we all

I got to the location, hoping for the best
But situation 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 he wasn't putting on an act
Someone said he'd drunk too
'Cause he was lying on his
It was also duly noted he happened to be black
There was a serious lack of anything right at all

What's the difference--I didn't
The very least I have done was call a cop
But I passed the news vendor, pursuing my
And I like everyone else, I the ball here

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

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

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

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