Luyện nghe bài hát Linoleum

Possessions never anything to me
I'm not
that's not true, I've got a bed and a guitar
And a dog Dog who pisses on my floor
That's right, got a floor
So what, so what, so

I've got a pocket of kleenex and lint and holes
Where everything to me
Just seems to right down my leg
And on to the
My friend, linoleum, linoleum
my head, gives me something to believe

That's me on the combing the sand
Metal in my hand
Sporting a pocket full of
me on the street with a violin under my chin
Playing a grin, singing gibberish

That's me on the of the bus
me in the cell
That's me inside your
me inside your head