Luyện nghe bài hát Ninety Mile Wind

Tonight is a night walk in the wind
And listen to stuff I can
The radio says a ninety wind
whip old New York town tonight.

Well I did walk and the wind did
And I got to see who was the
New York or the high blowing wind
And I found out New was the roughest.

This town has stood up in the face of
Lots worse than a mile wind
It's not bad storms I'm of today
But the greed our leaders walk in.

I'll walk along the boardwalk
And feel and hear this ninety mile
I can hear the ocean mourn and
And I wonder about lost out in this storm

So on wind and blow out your brains
Blow like a cyclone the flat plains
This is just an echo of our wide storm
ripping away our balls and our chains.

Blow you little hurricane blow blow
I can see the Ferris and the parachute jump
And the men and women in overalls holding Coney Island's rides down and I sometimes wonder what we do blows
That is half as much fun as Island or New York town
In a or a hundred miles an hour storm.

And I remember that nature fights all of man
And that man against all of nature
And everything bites and fights every other thing
And that do blow
And will
Some harder others