Luyện nghe bài hát No News Is Bad News

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

everything's in order
Is what you write about?
nothing much new
There's not to say
there's not much to say
I got to lose
It to me
No is bad news
you trying to spark that fuse
Well you sing them blues

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

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

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