Luyện nghe bài hát New York Tendaberry

New York tendaberry, berry
A rush on rum, of and drum
And the past is a note, inside me
I ran away in the

New York tendaberry, blue
and drapes and drugs and capes
Sweet kids in slums

Firecrackers break and they
And dust and they skate
And the comes

I ran in the morning
Now I'm back,

Sidewalk and
You look like a
But you feel like to me

New York tendabery, true
I lost my eyes, In wind skies
where I've cried, where I've tried
Where God and the tendaberry

quakers and revolutionaries
Join for life, for precious
Join for life, through silver

New York