Luyện nghe bài hát No Salesman

Hey, Theresa, neighbours a long way from the start
Selling secrets just to pay our dues and play our
Cold brings the oldest longing in my heart
are kicking off a dust of wind of where we are

But I you more, I love you more
kick drums on your bedroom door
And I throw on some piece of
But you still ain't the kind

Now we're floundering like foals in brambles in the
Now poking out our eyes to kill the end in sight
I would rather tell you yes tell you that I might
I would rather tell you lies than give in to the

But I love you more, I you more
Like kick drums on your door
And I on some piece of mind
But you still ain't the salesman

says the start can end in a bad way
When she sleeps, the coyote screams in her
says the time has played with our own way
I can't find the hands to remind me that nothing in the way

But I want you more, I you more
As if I'd never before
And I'll throw on some piece of
But you ain't the salesman kind