Luyện nghe bài hát Miracle Mile

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

But we played at CBGB on a 4th of 3 a.m.
Sound man wanted to us then
He was strung out on Ex-Lax, he was in his lungs
He got shot out on A while sucking 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 miracle mile

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

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

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

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