Luyện nghe bài hát Leaving LA

I was living on the
By the water tower and hiking
When the big one hit I'd a seat
To watch abandon their dogs and dogs run free
O baby time to leave
Take the van and the hearse to New Orleans
Leave under the gaze of the queens
5 foot chicks with lips selling sweatshop jeans

These L.A. phonies and their bands
Sound like dollar signs and Amy
So reads the pulled quote from my cover piece
Entitled "The Man in Folk Rock Speaks"
You can it all over the airwaves
The manufactured gasp of the final
Someone should tell them 'bout the time that don't have
To praise the glorious and the hopeless past

A few things the songwriter
Arrows of Love, a mask of
But if you ecstasy or birth control
Just run the tap until the cold
Anything you can get online
A creation or a .45
going to need one or the other to survive
Where only the armed or the funny make it out Mara taunts me 'neath the tree
like, "Oh great, that's just what we all need
Another white guy in
Who takes terribly seriously"
She's not far off, the thing is
pretty much what I thought when I started this
It took me all my life to learn to the the G
But the role of Oedipus was a total

But still I dreamed of garnering on rave
Just believably north of God's own truth
He's a treasure now, and here's the proof
In the form of his major debut
A little human with each release
Closing the gap between the and me
I swear I'd do this, but is it okay
Don't want to be that guy but my birthday
If everything ends with the then I'm on my way

Ohhh-ho-o-oh

I my old guards all collapse
Blow away more violence than my cartoon
It's my father said before he croaked
"Son, you're me, that's all folks."
So why is it I'm so
That what I'm selling is bought
At some point you just control
What people use your fake for So I never learned to play the lead guitar (clearly)
I always preferred the speaking parts
there's always someone willing to
Fill up the spaces I couldn't use
Nonetheless, I've been my whole life
dishes, playing drums, and getting by
Until I figured, if I'm here then I might
Conceal my lack of skill here in the
Maya, the of illusions, a beard, and I

or so years since Ovid taught
Night-blooming, teenage rosebuds, talk
And I'm merely a fascination to
virginal lust and college dudes
Well, I'm beginning to to see the end
Of how it all down between me and them
10 verse chorus-less diatribe
Plays as all jump ship, "I used to like this guy
His new songs really kind of make me to die"

Ohhh-ho-oh-oh
Ohhh-ho-oh-oh

My first memory of from
The time at with my mom
The candy I was choking on
screaming, "someone help my son"
I relive it times the radio's on
That "tell me the lies, sweet white lies" song
when I first saw the comedy won't stop for
Even little dying in the department store
So we town in total silence
New Year's Day, 6 o'clock AM
I've never seen a this abandoned
Reminds me of the world's end
It'll be good to get space
God knows what all these paid
I can stop drinking and you can your script
But what we both now is...