Luyện nghe bài hát Life, Death & Love From San Francisco

she said is a hard thing
somewhere golfing and gardening
or board pardoning
but she was still for a hard swing
flowers she pick like guitar strings
for a real good
of how life behind par
until she a bar-teend
and poor hot shots out of carbines
if an inmate even think about departing
it's time for the theft of a hard thing
wanna see what a bum riding bar
before he get down, cause some sharp scene
saw it all on the way to the art
around the time kicked us out, they had the park cleaned
she ain't living in a car she just
on ice like the san jose shark team
hard times, tryna duck em like
known for clothes and petty car-keying
and other less harmful
bought a bag out of rag
a chinese-made american flag
took a dollar bill then split it in
the picture she bought wouldn't fit in the cab
on the trying her best not to live in the past
a bum probably could he spit in her ass
and that was it, fits, random
helter-skelter, a gone manson

and spare you the details
is ceviche out of seashells
annoyed cause her date really can't well
but she forced to on like lee nails
table was abhored by the weed smell
she was done at the moment the tea fell
a thick wool jacket on a night
by poems or the moonlight
doesn't her like a game of pool might
thinking "what if had a broom strike?"
tuned right out of that school
as reality became a camera crew and a boom mic
so what do you do
she said "absurd last words a dude off a zoosk site"
and left him
like the roots left
and the state howlin' wolf chess in
stop to watch flows have an unpaid session on the of a westin
she really to check in
and to to her best friend
new bras to put her in
love life and in...