Luyện nghe bài hát Land:; Horses Land Of A Thousand Dances La Mer(de)

The boy was in the hallway a glass of tea
the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
Another boy was sliding up the
He merged perfectly the hallway,
He perfectly, the mirror in the hallway

The boy at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run,
but the movie kept as planned
The boy Johnny, he pushed him against the locker,
He drove it in, he drove it home, he it deep in Johnny
The boy disappeared, fell on his knees,
started crashing his head the locker,
started his head against the locker,
started hysterically

When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being by
horses, horses, horses,
in in all directions
white silver studs with their nose in flames,
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.
Do you know how to pony like bony
Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it like this
mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
And you the twister like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the pea, do the sweet pee pee,
Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to control,
Got to lose and then you take control,
Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it that,
Like it that, like it like that, like it like that,
you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi
Life is filled holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin
looks down at him and says, Oh, pretty boy,
Can't you show me but surrender ?
Johnny gets up, off his leather jacket,
to his chest there's the answer,
You got pen knives and knives and
Switchblades preferred, preferred
he cries, then he screams, saying
Life is full of pain, I'm through my brain
And I fill my nose snow and go Rimbaud,
Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,
And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the

There's a little place, a place called
a pretty little place, it's across the tracks,
Across the tracks and the name of the is you like it like that,
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it that,
And the name of the is the
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,

calm down, better calm down,
In the night, in the eye of the
There's a mare black and shining yellow hair,
I put my fingers through her silken and found a stair,
I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw
up -- there is a sea
up -- there is a sea
up there -- is a sea
the sea's the
is no land but the land

(up is just a sea of possibilities)
is no sea but the sea

(up there is a of possibilities)
is no keeper but the key

(up there there are several of possibilities)
Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who possibilities.

(up there)
I seize the first possibility, is the sea me
I was standing there my legs spread like a sailor

(in a sea of possibilities) I his hand on my knee

(on the screen)
And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold

(in the of man)
The waves were coming in Arabian stallions
Gradually lapping sea horses
He up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat

(the spoon)
And let it in

(the veins)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of
It hardening
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of
It hardening in my hand
And I felt the of desire

I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the

(Go Rimbaud go go Rimbaud)
And go go and do the watusi,
do the watusi, do the watusi ...
Shined open coiled white and shiny twirling and encircling
Our lives are now entwined, we will yes we're together twining
Your nerves, your of the black shining horse
And my all entwined through the air,
I could feel it, it was the going through my fingers,

(I feel it I feel it I it I feel it)
The hairs were wires going through my body
I I how I
how I
I

(At that Tower of Babel knew what they were after)

(they what they were after)
[Everything on the current] up
I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too smooth,
Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the
Was a blade, a blade, I hold the key to the sea of possibilities
no land but the land

looked at my hands, and a red stream
that went streaming through the like fingers,
arteries, like fingers

(how much between the eyes of a horse?)
He lay, pressing it against his (your eyes)
He opened his (your eyes)
His vocal chords started shooting (of a horse) mad pituitary glands
The he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard,
No one that cry,
No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly in his throat,

(His fingers)
Nobody heard, he was on bed, it was like a sea of jelly,
And so he the first

(his vocal chords up)

(possibility)

(like mad glands)
It was a black tube, he felt himself

(there is nothing at all)
and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out the steep
saw this sweet thing (Fender one)
Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the meter

In the
was a man
dancing
to the
& roll