Luyện nghe bài hát Los Angeles, I'm Yours

There is a city by the sea, a company
I don't suppose you to
And as it tells its sorry tale in harrowing
Its hollowness haunt you

It streets and boulevards, and oligarchs are here
A melody, truncated symphony
An ocean's vomit on the shore
Los Angeles, I'm

Old ladies pleasant and demure, sallow cheeked and
I can see your
And all the boys you about an empty fellow found
Saturdays to Mondays

You and valley crowd, hanging your trousers down at here
This is the realest thing, as choirs sing
A dozen blushing cherubs about
Los Angeles, my

Oh, what a rush of elan, languor on divans
Dallyiant and
But oh, the smell of burnt cocaine, the dollor and
It only me cranky

A great calamity, ditch of it's here
How I abhor place, its sweet and bitter taste
Has left me retching on all fours
Los Angeles, I'm
Los Angeles, I'm
Los Angeles, I'm