Luyện nghe bài hát Nostalgia Blues

See you still quit smoking
Is that really all that you can to say?
I remember your bedsheets with ashes and burns
When you up all night reading The Brothers K

I nostalgia's a Southall waitress
Saving nickels for a rainy day far
I can't ever remember seeing your tongue so tied
Or your hands shake so

Yes, everyone wants to believe time was special, Nick
See the dish run away with the
Then they down
settle in
And they the night for givin' them all those sweet dreams
All those sweet dreams, they bartered and
So ago

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

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

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

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

Bobby says the translator's is finding all the right words
But somehow still gettin' the story wrong
And all you guitar poets, well you're 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 your nose in everyone's clothes
So you can turn 'em your light, loose verse

Well, my life neat rhymes and punchlines
Cheap laughs and your talking
And I that for just one time
You could inside my shoes

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

Well, easy to get hung up
On all the things that never have
A backyard pool, your love, John Lennon's autograph

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

But I won't go to funeral, Sue
But I've got a couch if you need a place to crash

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