Luyện nghe bài hát Little Platoons (my Neighbourhood)

My neighbours in the world
Are like the people in my
The numb walk the wicked
And I walk in
They're hard to talk to
But always something to say
It's thick and incoherent
Or with rage
Things out here can get a crazy
are aimless - not so smart - a bit lazy
Things in my can get a little rough
But that's where my room is, that's where I my stuff
Women around here don't all too well
There's usually a comment or a taunt from some loser who
The who get married or shack up don't last too long
men like to fight - sometimes with guns
Things out here can get a crazy
People are - not so smart - a bit lazy
in my neighbourhood can get a little rough
But that's where my room is, that's I keep my stuff
Some of the old have lived here for years
They keep their nice in spite of everything
Once they had a meal for the and downtrodden
Now they lock their doors tight - days are forgotten
At night a lot of yelling at each other and to themselves
I I never hear somebody's final cry for help
There's a lot of hate out there so I my head down
the 7-11, down my dark street till I get home
Things out here can get a crazy
are aimless - not so smart - a bit lazy
Things in my neighbourhood can get a rough
But that's where my room is, that's I keep my stuff