Luyện nghe bài hát Hothouse Flowers

Hothouse grow lush and bright
In tiny little towns this big night
Hothouse flowers all for fun
Slipping stores then out in a run

Singing, laments and rowdy songs, about sin
lives and reels, a tarantell violin
Peoples apartments and couches and
Young again, again, here we are, here we go

Hothouse flowers up so strange
Falling asleep your boots on and waking aged
Hothouse all missing their friends
up late at night and hanging up on them

Screaming, and rowdy songs, hymns about sin
High lives and reels, your tarantell
Other apartments and couches and clothes
Young again, lost again, we are, here we go

Oh, screaming, and rowdy songs, hymns about sin
High lives and reels, your violin
Other peoples and couches and clothes
again, lost again, here we are, here we go

Hothouse flowers flat to the glass
You get hit hard moving so damn fast
Hothouse flowers struggling past bloom
You grow pretty damn never leaving your own room

I think those lights down there are the lights little towns
I think those lights down there are the from little towns

Hothouse flowers grow and bright
In tiny little across this big night
flowers all kissing for luck
Stepping out all dressed, all fucked up

Hothouse flowers lush and bright
In tiny little across this big night
flowers happens all the time
Tiny little living great big lives