Luyện nghe bài hát No News Is Bad News

I took a stroll down a lane on a clear blue day
Everything seemed so placed
Daises lined manicured lawn
Well groomed men walked well dogs
Stopped in a bar for a mid-day
On search of a more inspiring
Shooting off the cap of a point pen
Thinking happen, happen

When everything's in
Is what you write about?
There's much new
There's not to say
Well there's not to say
I got to lose
It to me
No is bad news
When you trying to spark that
Well you wanna sing blues

You're waiting 'round for a to boil
For the to lose control
But you heat up that kettle
You gotta the elements alone
It scares the shit me
When weathered writers lose steam
I'm lonely, getting older, interesting
You can't make this up
You can't make shit up
You make this shit up
You can't this shit up

everything's in order
Is that what you about?
nothing much new
There's not to say
Well not much to say
I got everything in the
It to me
No is bad news
When you trying to spark fuse

I out into a black alley on a blood red doll
The ramshackled block seemed trampled
Shattered glass shimmered on cement
A stray dog eating from a black tin
Stopped in for a pick me up
For leads on how the got so fucked
a bloody mary with italian grit
Saying, too
Try