Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Home

I've got a little black book with my in
Got a bag with a and a comb in
I'm a good dog
They throw me the bone in

I got elastic bands keepin' my on
Got those swollen blues
I got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to from
got electric light

And I've got second
I got amazing of observation
And is how I know, when I try to get through
On the telephone to you, there'll be home

I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm and the pinhole burns
Now all down the front of my favorite satin
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers, I've got a spoon on a chain
Got a piano to prop up my mortal remains

got wild staring eyes
And I've got a urge to fly, but I got nowhere to fly to
Ooh, babe I pick up the phone there is still nobody home
I've got a pair of Gohills boots and I got roots