Luyện nghe bài hát Me And Ed Loyce

The vagrant on that corner who is to birds
Is as crazy as the on their way from to work
Well, hey y'all, I'm gonna get
And I need it to be just so apocalyptic

We're all down to get
Down, down to get
If on our will be the lead
To the top of the chain

Let the foxes dig holes in the
Ain't such a grand new dark age?
Why shouldn't they that
Their just an Asbury Park?

In the hand were bulky two inch thick
pages of white paper
Whose flawless black print in a
To our chewed nails was fucking smaller

No one around here ever to notice
The mountains out east
But that carrot is within reach, that carrot is within
So we gotta get down, down to get down
And we keep on tracking the

Do you hear the tune of a thousand streets?
sing me off to sleep
Where I am by stampeding machines
Only to awake to give the chase all again and

Do you hear the tune of a thousand trampled
They sing me off to
Where I am chased by machines
to awake to give into the chase all again