Luyện nghe bài hát Looking For The Holes

I am looking for the
The holes in jeans
I want to know
Are they out in the seat
Or are they worn out in the

There are so ways to wear
What we've got it's gone
To make use of what is
I don't wear anything I can't wipe my on

Do your politics fit the headlines
Are they in newsprint, are they distant
Mine are an empty parking lot
They are a woman walking
At

They are six that sing
And wood that hums my hipbone

We can't afford to do anyone
Because we owe our lives
Each is recycled from someone else's lungs
Are are the very air in disguise

You can talk a philosophy
But if you be kind to people
day
It doesn't mean much to me
It's the little you do
The things you say
It's the you give along the way

we patch things up
They say a job well
But we ask why
Where did the rips come
say we are subversive
And extreme, of
We are just trying to track a problem to its

Because we know we can't sit
And let people to harm
We owe them our
Each breath is recycled someone else's lungs
Our are the very air
Our are the air

We are for the holes
The holes in jeans
Because we to know
Are they out in the seat
Or are they worn out in the