Luyện nghe bài hát My Little Basquiat

My boy on the kitchen floor
(My Basquiat)
Stick men fighting stick
(My Basquiat)

leaping all over the mat
(My Basquiat)
The kitchen floor is where at
For my Basquiat

One day be golden
chosen perhaps to lead
One day be shaken
Maybe taken to bleed

My big girl swinging from the
(My comaniche)
of stone flying above the yard
(My comaniche)

Halfway up is halfway
(My comaniche)
Now maybe the other way around
For my comaniche

One day she'll be
Maybe too bright perhaps to
One day she'll be out
Maybe down, perhaps she'll cry

My little girl on her lap
(My panchen lama)
Sucking on her fingers, the road map
(My panchen lama)

Seems to be the one around
(My panchen lama)
That sees the red at the end of town
My little panchen

One day they'll be
bolder perhaps than me
One day be rising
Maybe living perhaps in

One day be older
Maybe perhaps than me
One day they'll be
Maybe living perhaps in

in peace
Perhaps in
in peace