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

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

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

When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being by
horses, horses, horses,
in in all directions
white shining silver studs their nose in flames,
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.
Do you know how to pony like maroney
Do you know how to twist, well it goes this, it goes like this
Baby potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
And you twist the like your baby sister
I want baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the pee pee,
Roll on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,
Got to lose and then you take control,
Then you're rolled down on your back and you it like that,
it like that, like it like that, like it like that,
Then you do the watusi, yeah do the
is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin
Angel looks at him and says, Oh, pretty boy,
Can't you me nothing but surrender ?
Johnny gets up, off his leather jacket,
Taped to his chest the answer,
You got pen knives and jack and
Switchblades preferred, switchblades
Then he cries, then he screams,
Life is of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain
And I fill my nose with and go Rimbaud,
Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,
And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the

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

Baby calm down, 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 walked right up and saw that
up there -- is a sea
up there -- is a sea
up -- there is a sea
the the possibility
is no land but the land

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

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

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

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

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

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

(in the of man)
The were coming in like 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 started in my hand
And I the arrows of desire

I put my inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta from my mind to the area

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

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

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

(they knew what they after)
on the current] moved up
I tried to it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth,
Like in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility
Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of
There's no land but the

at my hands, and there's a red stream
that went streaming through the sands fingers,
arteries, like fingers

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

(His fingers)
heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly,
And so he seized the

(his vocal chords up)

(possibility)

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

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

In the
was a man
dancing
to the
& roll