Luyện nghe bài hát Horizon

From the deepest, darkest of...Whitby!
this sordid tale of speed...
mayhem..
combustion...
Picturesque pistons...
Accellerating alarms...
Stunningly stereo stunts!
One man...a dream...a car...a 1984...Plymouth...HORIZON...
I loved the car from to grill
I change a thing
I trade the ashtray
For the Queen's ring
But things started going wrong
And went bad to worse
The clutch went kinda
Then I couldn't use
Still I my baby
And not admit defeat
because it left a trail
Of rust the street
It kept on running
On duct and a prayer
a monthly tribute to
The guy who did
It all seems so (That was back the day he bought)
Horizon!
Horizon!
one day on the parking lot
They called
My car became the meat
A bun
I saw some go flying
That you really need to
My car had become
Though it was alive
Left a muffler in the lane
A hubcap in the
The on the median
A in the snow
And as I skidded off the
The other drivers
My middle-finger
be my epitaph
Death would at last (Here lies the man who dared to drive)
Horizon!
Now I at my bent fender
The wheel rim
I if Horizon
Will drive again
But I know this was not the end
warriors die hard
And I signed Iacocca's
Organ card
The will get recycled
And they'll another car
Bigger, faster,
An automotive
My quest then begin
And will soon be mine
As I drive my three-door
Orange Chrysler
Searching for Buick
To try to end its
We'll settle up score
And then we'll drive (The sun will rise again on the)
Horizon!
My Horizon!
My Horizon!