Luyện nghe bài hát (How Could Anybody) Feel at Home

We was away
all we can say
Depart a hug
And its a display
a dozen a day
Walking, we away
At it, I'm away
O'Doyle's is closed
And it was closed
So I'm never
When I'm hella
I'm telling 'em no-
-body, my shows
With its elephant
And its pelican
Watch how I it home

Cause the it goes
a spork in the road
And we got to the bar
But then O'Doyle's was
And it was closed
whenever it snowed
Every night it was
Either or a show
Every is there
question is no
Never questioned
So we guessing its
secrets inspire all of my scenes
I in all of my fantasies and I die in all of my dreams
My I maintain
I control of my scene
should see what I can't say
I can't say all I done

I told
Some goofy shit that sounded like a
I spun in circles on the globe
So who the hell could ever at home
I done
Some goofy shit sounded like a poem
I around in circles on the globe
So who the hell ever feel at home

We live in a space that should have never
We're to the taste of a human in space
We ruined the room a few could replace it
And Doyle's is
I'm my nose
It smells like you should you boiled a rose
And the oven is on and the coil's
And we pulling the
we did it before
And now we're trying to deal with heat that we shouldn't

And the story it
There's a spork in the
And we got to the bar but then was closed
And it never was
Even it snowed
Every night it was
Either or a show
answer is there
Every is no
questioned before
So we guessing its
Everybody's secrets inspire all of my
I write in all of my and I die in all of my dreams
My I maintain
I take control of my
Y'all should see I can't say
I say all I done seen

I told
Some shit that sounded like a poem
I around in circles on the globe
So who the hell could ever feel at
I told
goofy shit that sounded like a poem
I spun in circles on the globe
So who the hell could ever at home
I done
Some goofy shit sounded like a poem
I spun in circles on the globe
So who the hell could feel at home
I told
Some goofy that sounded like a poem
I spun around in on the globe
So who the hell could feel at home
I told
Some goofy shit sounded like a poem
I spun around in on the globe
So who the could ever feel at home