Luyện nghe bài hát Nostalgia Blues

See you haven't quit smoking
Is that really all that you can to say?
I remember your smudged with ashes and burns
you stayed up all night reading The Brothers K

I nostalgia's a Southall waitress
nickels for a rainy day far removed
Still I ever remember seeing your tongue so tied
Or your hands shake so

Yes, everyone to believe their time was special, Nick
See the dish run with the spoon
they settle down
They in
And they curse the night for them all those sweet dreams
All sweet dreams, they bartered and sold
So ago

was wise to get out when he did
And hitch his pony to an star
You know, playing the Sydney Opera House tonight
Aren't y'all still on strangers' wooden floors, yes

How'd you get iceberg way up on your shoulder, Jim?
Can't we force our old demons a truce?
No, I'm afraid what we did was then
Don't act surprised it now to you

I guess everyone thinks genius is in their
Or at least livin' down the a door or two

And then they down
settle in
They curse the night for punishing them those sweet dreams
All those sweet dreams exposed their soul
So ago

Bobby the translator's nightmare is finding all the right words
But still gettin' the whole story wrong
And all you guitar poets, well life's little butchers
Go ahead and put that one in song

You've got endless of love gone bad
I guess our is really cursed
You poke nose in everyone's dirty clothes
So you can turn 'em into your light, loose

Well, my life isn't neat and punchlines
Cheap and your talking blues
And I wish that for just one
You could inside my shoes

You settle down
You settle in
And you could curse the night for givin' you all sweet dreams
All those sweet dreams I corrode
So ago

Well, it's easy to get up
On all the things that you'll have
A pool, your mother's love, John Lennon's autograph

Some people step into an
While others slip a trance
I've the sky blooms Picassos, though
If you stop and give the clouds half a

But I go to your funeral, Sue
But I've got a if you ever need a place to crash

We could down
We could in
We could thank the night for givin' us all sweet dreams
All those sweet dreams, like swords pulled from
While we filled our notebooks grass, branch, and bone
Aw, here's to the sweet
That wouldn't us alone
So ago