Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Home

I've got a black book with my poems in
Got a bag with a and a comb in
When I'm a dog
They sometimes me the bone in

I got elastic bands my shoes on
Got those swollen blues
I got thirteen of shit on the TV to choose from
got electric light

And I've got sight
I got amazing of observation
And is how I know, when I try to get through
On the to you, there'll be nobody home

I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm and the inevitable burns
Now all down the front of my favorite shirt
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers, I've got a silver on a chain
Got a grand to prop up my mortal remains

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