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

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

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

The infinite of the path after dark
As shadows of the past pass
Lad stabs his own back in the passenger car
Gets discarded like 'tween the tracks in the yard

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

An eye for a takes a weight one can see
Won't you wait one more day, as as can be?
can be gracious--grateful are we, waiting, patiently aching
It's taking all

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

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

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

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