Luyện nghe bài hát Horizon

From the deepest, depths of...Whitby!
Comes this sordid of speed...
mayhem..
combustion...
Picturesque pistons...
automotive alarms...
Stunningly stupifying stunts!
One man...a dream...a car...a 1984...Plymouth...HORIZON...
I the car from tail to grill
I wouldn't change a
I wouldn't trade the
For the Queen's ring
But things they started going
And from bad to worse
The clutch went funny
Then I use reverse
Still I loved my
And would not defeat
Just because it a trail
Of rust the street
It kept on bravely
On duct and a prayer
a monthly tribute to
The guy who did
It all so unfair (That was back the day he bought)
Horizon!
Horizon!
Till one day on the lot
They four-oh-one
My car the meat between
A bun
I saw some go flying
That you really need to
My car had roadkill
it never was alive
Left a in the passing lane
A hubcap in the
The on the median
A headlight in the
And as I off the road
The drivers laughed
My middle-finger
be my epitaph
Death would come at last (Here the man who dared to drive)
Horizon!
Now I look at my fender
The twisted rim
I wonder if
Will ever again
But I know this was not the end
warriors die hard
And I signed Mister
Organ donor
The will get recycled
And build another car
Bigger, faster,
An star
My will then begin
And revenge will soon be
As I my gleaming three-door
Orange Chrysler
for that Buick
To try to end its
We'll settle up score
And then drive away (The sun will rise again on the)
Horizon!
My Horizon!
My Horizon!