Luyện nghe bài hát Hothouse Flowers

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

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

Hothouse growing up so strange
Falling asleep with boots on and waking aged
Hothouse flowers all missing friends
Calling up late at night and up on them

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

Oh, screaming, laments and songs, hymns about sin
High lives and reels, tarantell violin
Other peoples apartments and and clothes
Young again, again, here we are, here we go

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

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

Hothouse flowers grow lush and
In little towns across this big night
Hothouse flowers all kissing for
out all dressed, returning all fucked up

Hothouse grow lush and bright
In little towns across this big night
Hothouse flowers all the time
Tiny little towns living great big