Luyện nghe bài hát Harry & Maggie

I was born on a close street a hill
The trees line the street could sense the winter change
They felt the chill, ducked and dived
And so we knew they alive

Until the year the silver rain down
The trees turned and so did my hands
Oh and the sound, there was no sound and I'm in the sun
Nobody cares to hide the dope and the suicides
'Cause freezes in the sun

And it's fallin'

I around with Harry who lived near Salisbury Plain
He worked on the cathedral there now and again
He worked with stone, carved with stone, odd jobs on the
One sunny day he was to the Houses of Parliament

Chippin' away at the gargoyles under the sun
He out 'Maggie Sucks' on the backs of every one
And so in five-hundred years there's gonna be history here
After it all in the sun

And it's fallin'
And I don't wanna
I'm glad I know
What's it under

Another day, another loon, a new pied piper the tune
So blow it up, it explode, Noah's Ark on overload
Wrestle with the results and throw 'em the ring
knows there ain't no rules in wrestling
(Everybody there ain't no rules)

The referee's a dupe, only old ladies and children
I'm up now to leave, I'll go back to that street someday
The air's better there
Though the trees are still gonna in the sun

And it's fallin'
And I don't wanna
I'm glad I know
draggin' it under

Fallin' and it's fallin' away
And I wanna know
I'm glad I don't
What's draggin' it

away and it's fallin' away
And I don't wanna
I'm glad I don't
What's it under

Fallin'