Luyện nghe bài hát Miracle Mile

I was caught in a bad dream I was out on love
I got stuck in the until I lucked out for once
In the sky behind this club I saw her face rise
It want to lose it on that miracle mile

But we played at CBGB on a 4th of 3 a.m.
man wanted to kill us then
He was strung out on Ex-Lax, he was fucked in his
He got shot out on Avenue A while on some slut's tongue
He dress up like a whore just to get lucky once in a while
I didn't want to lose it on that miracle

But then we played at the Factory for fifteen people
Thirty bucks an' someone broke into the goddamn
He had shit in his pants, he had a in his arm
He just stole a couple sleeping bags that he needed to stay
He couldn't even walk, we found him crawling in a pile
I didn't want to lose it on that mile

But we met with greater misfortune in the Armpit of the Americas
Four dumb hicks from hunger, we got ripped off by these
At a Fort Lee garage, they didn't weld that leaf spring
Now those sparks were a mirage, we freely
Huddled shivering on the
And I didn't want to lose it on miracle mile

But six hundred dollars later we were still drinking bad
Couldn't sleep stomachs full of pizza grease
Well I called her up long-distance was freezing on the line
Did she trust me, could she throw me with a breeze from behind?
Oh, no and no again, no shit a crazy smile
And I didn't want to lose it on that miracle

But the stage was set for tension so I and I spit
I drooled and wept and I hit the gas for
I was caught in a bad I was out on the nod
I got in the slipstream until I blacked out
Until I out thank God