Luyện nghe bài hát Lost In America

Snow on the tracks
in the moonlight
Stoned out on
Tryin' to get it just

A phone in a dim lit
Rings out
In a time that was too soon
But why he care?

He had a rambling
He drank a bottle of wine
up his collar to the cold
And waited, he for a sign

by amphetamines
And of beauty
As far as the eye see
Was all he strived for

A in Tennessee
he looked like Jesus
He her raging sea
walked out the door

He had a soul
He a bottle of cheap wine
up his collar to the cold
And waited, he waited for a
Oh, he waited for a

Under an sky
He with his eyes closed
If asked him why
He not know

He's in America
He's bent for no place
A harmonica
That won't play

lost in America
He's hell for no place
A rusty
won't even play, yeah, alright, alright

He's lost in
He's lost in