Luyện nghe bài hát Gassed and Stoked

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

This is no longer a number baby
Please your call
This is no longer a number
Your party live here anymore
is no longer a working number
if you still require
Stay on the and an operator
try to bail you out

I knew I should have you that Thursday
I knew I left
But you so good your spirits so up
I thought I'd see you next
I say over and over if I had half a
if I had half a brain in my
I wouldn't sit here dialing a wrong
and to what some recording said

I knew I should have written, things down
I always say I'll never
Who can a one-eye pilot
a concert pianist
A 0painter a songwriter supreme
My friends are in my head
They're into one great spirit
and that spirit dead

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

This is no longer a working number