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

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

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

The infinite of the path after dark
As shadows of the pass unnoticed
Glass-Hearted Lad stabs his own back in the car
Gets discarded trash 'tween the tracks in the yard

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

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

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

Won't you wake up, my There's 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 talking to you

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

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