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

she love is a hard thing
somewhere between and gardening
or board pardoning
but she was still down for a hard
flowers she would like guitar strings
for a real good
of how behind par seems
then she a bar-teend
and hot lead shots out of carbines
if an inmate ever even think departing
before it's time for the of a hard thing
see what 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 living in a car she just rv-ing
life on ice the san jose shark team
hard times, tryna em like darkwing
known for burning clothes and petty
and other harmful skylarking
a bag out of american rag
a small american flag
took a dollar bill then it in half
the that she bought wouldn't fit in the cab
on the train trying her not to live in the past
a bum probably asked he spit in her ass
and was it, fits, tantrums random
helter-skelter, a world manson

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