Luyện nghe bài hát Gassed and Stoked

Well, you covered your
and now I see you
You had ashes scattered at sea
There's no grave to visit no tombstone to at
You were in the NY Times
no record no tape no book no movie
Some photographs and memories
Sometime I dial photo number by mistake
and this is I hear

This is no longer a working baby
Please your call
This is no longer a number
Your party doesn't here anymore
This is no longer a working
if you still help
on the line and an operator
will try to you out

I knew I should have seen you Thursday
I I shouldn't left
But you sounded so good spirits so up
I thought I'd see you next
I say over and over if I had a brain
if I had half a in my head
I wouldn't sit here a wrong number
and listening to some recording said

I I should have written, written things down
I always say I'll forget
Who can a one-eye pilot
Who's a pianist
A a poet songwriter supreme
My friends are blending in my
They're into one great spirit
and spirit isn't dead

Now I may not everything that you said
But I remember all the sings you've
And not a day goes by not an
when I don't try to be you
You gassed, stoked and rarin' to go
and you were way all the time
So I guess you why I'm laughing at myselves
every time I dial the wrong

This is no longer a number baby