Luyện nghe bài hát Mass Transit Madness (Goin' Loco')

There's a trio of trains twixt my work and my
On my way to my playing, they me to pay
So when playing, I'm thinking about work the day
And the trio of to take me on my way

It's a trio of on a tangled up track
Twirling and into infinite black
And I'm wishing I'd listened to the wisdom way
Before that of trains tore and tangled the track

The infinite black of the path after
As shadows of the pass unnoticed
Lad stabs his own back in the passenger car
Gets discarded like trash the tracks in the yard

The tracks in the and the nails in the rails
I am wailing and flailing, not failing to
I'm not talking to talk, telling my tale
Of a for a nail and an eye for a scale

An eye for a takes a weight one can see
you wait one more day, as patient as can be?
Patience can be are we, waiting, patiently aching
It's all week

It's taken all week, all of this aching I've
Making my days go one by one ain't my idea of fun
But I as it comes
And the scrape of the trains wakes up the sun

Won't you wake up, my sun? working to do
Walking to my working will wear out my
I'll wear out my welcome, I'm certain it's
You'll be worn out before I'm through to you

I'm through talking to no more left to say
My words are all worthlessly away
And my gaze is returning once towards the maze
And the trio of trains twixt my and my play

There's a trio of twixt my work and my play