Luyện nghe bài hát Little Platoons (my Neighbourhood)

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