Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Home

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

I got elastic bands keepin' my on
Got those swollen hand
I got thirteen channels of on the TV to choose from
I've got light

And I've got second
I got amazing powers of
And that is how I know, I try to get through
On the telephone to you, there'll be nobody

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

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