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

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

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

The infinite black of the path after
As shadows of the past pass
Glass-Hearted Lad stabs his own in the passenger car
discarded like trash 'tween the tracks in the yard

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

An eye for a scale a weight one can see
Won't you one more day, as patient as can be?
Patience can be gracious--grateful are we, waiting, patiently
It's all week

taken all week, all of this aching I've done
Making my days go away one by one my idea of fun
But I as it comes
And the of the trains breaking wakes up the sun

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

I'm through talking to you--there's no more to say
My are all worthlessly murmured away
And my gaze is returning once more towards the
And the trio of trains twixt my work and my

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