Luyện nghe bài hát Looking For The Holes

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

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

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

They are six string sing
And wood that against my hipbone

We can't to do anyone harm
we owe them our lives
Each breath is recycled from someone else's
Are enemies are the air in disguise

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

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

we know we can't sit back
And let people come to
We owe our lives
breath is recycled from someone else's lungs
Our are the very air
Our are the air

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