Luyện nghe bài hát No More Shoes

Came the top of the deck
Warm and
No more
No news
No more

Iranian gown on your
to the game
No more
No more
No blues
my time
and up
and back!

All my stray
They are
All my thoughts
They are
All my stray
are unarranged
All my thoughts
They are

Give me subtle
Give an autopsy of the
Such principles
and time and time again
...
Spare me your contrarian

nerves, send you wild
in a pile
Of old
Of old
Of old

A of vivid dreams
and extreme
No shoes
No more
No more
No blues
No more, no more, no more, no
No more more more blues

I was for lovin' you, baby

I my alka-seltzer!