Luyện nghe bài hát Khe Sanh

I my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
And my was sold with my cigarettes to the blackmarket man
I've had the cold turkey
the ocean to the Silver City
And it's only other could understand
About the forgotten dockside guarantees
How there were no V-day heroes in
How we sailed into Harbour
I saw an old friend but kiss her
And she was lined, and I was to a lucky land
She was so many more from that time on
lives were all so empty, until they found their chosen one
And their were often open
But their minds were closed
And their were held in fast suburban chains
And the legal pads yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
And the telex writers where the gunships once had been
But the car made me jumpy
And I stopped the dreams
Or the growing need for and novacaine
So I worked the country from end to end
to find a place to settle down,
Where my mixed up life could
Held a job on an
Flying choppers when I
But the nightlife nearly me round the bend
And I've travelled round the world from to year
And each one found me aimless, one year the worse for wear
And I've been back to South Asia
You know the sure ain't there
But I'm drifting north, to check out again
You know the last out of Sydney's almost gone
Only seven flying hours, and be landing in Hong Kong
There ain't nothing like the
a jaded Chinese princess
I'm gonna hit some Hong mattress all night long
Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost
Yeah the last plane out of Sydney's gone
And it's got me worried
I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a
And the last out of Sydney's almost gone
(Repeat twice)