Luyện nghe bài hát Graces For Saints And Ramblers

But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I

There banged up hands stealing first base
Underneath the tables so we sang grace
Falling out of bed for the workday
There was kissing in the cracks of the flash flood
were button blossoms and merry Johnny Rotten
Chewed up and swallowed by the profit they were to follow
Bit too and we paid no tax on our quick romantic cul de sac

But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I

There were out cars in our bark-old clothes
They rubbing on each other rubbing ghost on ghost
There were jonesed-up punks and freaks
in and out of trouble wrapping round and round a leash
There sleepless dreamers, blues day preachers
The message and the messenger, gum the register
The sweet gum tree by the dug tank
We never give enough to the bad-luck bank
There were hopeless sinners, sweepstake
danced with the farmer's daughter, capered with the corporate lawyers

But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I
But it all down to you and I
But it all down to you and I

There was laughing in the night, in the shade
There back stab handshakes made on faith
We were never out of time and we entertained
said out of habit that the wind was going to change
There were misfits, teething biscuits
Bodies full of penny wishes, full of pretty dishes
Side by side with the birds and
And we never grace and never ever took a knee
With the saints and ramblers, movie handlers
High above the aviary, the cemetery
And we never wondered why, 'cause the sun was in our
There was seed for the field, there was grease for the
We were drinking with the luminaries, eating the visionaries

But it all came to you and I
But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I
But it all down to you and I
But it all came to you and I
But it all down to you and I