Luyện nghe bài hát Half Harvest

I don't care that you quit this notion
of the carnival
but the hell is in your potion
that's made you so
So I make a blind from sawdust
much a cool millennium, but I'd
much rather feel the of August
be sheltered and numb
So out of your bed of roses, now
I'm in a bed of nails,
'cause missiles, and rubber hoses
land me in jail
This paradise is crumbling
from to Wilshire Boulevard
but the rubble over you are stumbling
just that hard
What did you do with all that grace,
what did you do all my wine?
makes you think that just 'cause you dress bright
it means you shine?
So move out of bed of roses now
I'm putting in a bed of
'cause this whole production closes
this innocence
(and weren't we to)
SHINE...like half harvest never
SHINE...like harvest never known.