Luyện nghe bài hát Ludlow St.

Everything to go wrong when I stop drinking,
seemed to go my way last night.
Everything so wrong to me this morning,
I know things'll be later tonight.

On Street,
coming on Ludlow Street.
Porta are runnin' on Ludlow Street,
Soon musicians will it,
On Street
Red Indians hunted,
And its hard.. to just along.

While I my ego you fed yours,
All my fantasies died you said yours,
I have dangled my pride to yours,
Will my mind be at ease I get yours?
find out, soon enough.

It started in 1624,
The Lenape tribes would soon get forced their home.
Soon we'll all get out now, as soon as I get sober.
I why I drank it all away,
On Street.

Nauseous are calling me on the phone,
My they seem to be my only home,
The only thing to last be my bones,
Oh you'll hear the animals next door to you moan.

On Ludlow
Faces are changing on Street
Yuppies on Ludlow Street
Night life is raging on Street
fading.
And hard... to just move along.

I surrendered my ego, you fed yours.
All my fantasies when you said yours.
I dangled my pride to forget yours.
Will my be at ease when you get yours?
find out soon enough.

While they defended ego, you fed yours.
All their fantasies died you said yours.
They dangled their pride to forget yours.
Will their souls be at when you get yours?
find out soon enough.
I'll found out enough.