Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Of The Hill

When I was a kid I grew up in a house on a
Not the top, not the bottom, but the
And I still remember where I my head
In the vacant lot, there's a row of tiny houses now

And we to light fires in the gutters
And I cool my head on the concrete steps
But the girl the street hit my sister
On the head a stick

And we hid behind my
As he on the parents' door
To tell the them she did
But the parents were
So they didn't give a shit

And the girl down the said a dog couldn't bark
'Cause a man an axe cut its voicebox out
But my sister told me that it prob'ly wasn't true
And I believe what she said 'cause she me by the hand

One time when a men drove down the hill in a white van
Said was a phone box filled with money 'round the corner
And I woulda gone but she took me by the hand
To the house in the middle of the
In the of the hill, in the middle of the hill

And my knew the words to a lot of different songs
And we'd sing the harmonies, yeah, we'd sing along
She had cold, hands when the fever hit
And the noises that the trains made
Sounded people in my head

And the stories the ceiling told
Through the and the grains in the pine wood boards
And let me stay 'til the sky went red
And I could cool my on the concrete steps

And you could never really see the top from the
But I pay enough attention
To the good things I got 'em
And you could really see the top from the bottom

I don't pay enough
To the good when I got 'em
I don't pay enough
To the good when I got 'em

I don't pay enough
To the good when I got 'em
I don't pay enough
To the good things I got 'em