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

she said love is a hard
somewhere golfing and gardening
or parole pardoning
but she was down for a hard swing
flowers she would like guitar strings
for a good whiff
of how behind par seems
then she a bar-teend
and poor hot lead shots out of
if an inmate ever even think about
before it's time for the theft of a hard
wanna see what a bum riding bar
before he get gunned down, cause some sharp
saw it all on the way to the art
the time they kicked us out, they had the park cleaned
she ain't living in a car she rv-ing
life on ice like the san jose shark
hard times, tryna duck em like
known for burning clothes and car-keying
and less harmful skylarking
a bag out of american rag
a small chinese-made american
took a dollar bill split it in half
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, tantrums
helter-skelter, a world manson

and i'll spare you the
is ceviche out of seashells
annoyed cause her really can't speak well
but she forced to press on like lee
table was abhored by the weed smell
she was done at the that the tea fell
a thick wool jacket on a cool
unimpressed by poems or the
doesn't satisfy her a game of pool might
"what if fantasia had a broom strike?"
tuned right out of school life
soon as reality became a crew and a boom mic
so what do you do
she said "absurd last from a dude off a zoosk site"
and then him
the roots left geffen
and the state wolf left chess in
to watch flows have an unpaid session on the steps of a westin
she need to check in
and to apologize to her friend
new to put her chest in
love and death in...