Luyện nghe bài hát Miracle Mile

I was caught in a bad dream I was locked out on
I got stuck in the slipstream I lucked out for once
In the sky behind this club I saw her high rise
It didn't to lose it on that miracle mile

But we played at on a 4th of July 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 sucking on some tongue
He would dress up like a whore just to get lucky once in a
I didn't want to lose it on miracle mile

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

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

But six hundred dollars later we were drinking bad coffee
Couldn't stomachs were full of pizza grease
I called her up long-distance there was freezing on the line
Did she trust me, could she throw me with a strong from behind?
Oh, no and no again, no fucking 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 and I hit the gas for Pittsburgh
I was caught in a bad I was out on the nod
I got stuck in the slipstream I blacked out
I blacked out thank God