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

she love is a hard thing
somewhere between and gardening
or parole board
but she was still for a hard swing
flowers she would pick like strings
for a real good
of how behind par seems
then she a bar-teend
and poor hot lead shots out of
if an inmate ever think about departing
it's time for the theft of a hard thing
wanna see a bum riding bar dreams
before he get gunned down, cause some scene
saw it all on the way to the art
around the time they kicked us out, had the park cleaned
she ain't living in a car she rv-ing
life on ice like the san shark team
hard times, tryna duck em darkwing
known for clothes and petty car-keying
and less harmful skylarking
bought a bag out of rag
a small chinese-made american
took a dollar bill then split it in
the picture that she bought fit in the cab
on the train her best not to live in the past
a bum probably asked he spit in her ass
and that was it, fits, random
helter-skelter, a world manson

and i'll you the details
is ceviche out of seashells
annoyed cause her date really can't speak
but she forced to press on lee nails
table was abhored by the weed smell
she was at the moment that the tea fell
a thick wool jacket on a cool
unimpressed by or the moonlight
doesn't satisfy her like a game of pool
thinking "what if fantasia had a strike?"
right out of that school life
soon as became a camera crew and a boom mic
so do you do like?
she said "absurd last words from a dude off a site"
and then him
like the roots left
and the state howlin' wolf chess in
stop to watch flows have an unpaid on the steps of a westin
she really to check in
and to to her best friend
new to put her chest in
love life and in...