Luyện nghe bài hát Nostalgia Blues

See you still haven't quit
Is that really all that you can think to
I your bedsheets smudged with ashes and burns
you stayed up all night reading The Brothers K

I nostalgia's a Southall waitress
Saving nickels for a day far removed
Still I can't ever remember seeing your tongue so
Or your shake so loose

Yes, wants to believe their time was special, Nick
See the run away with the spoon
Then they settle
settle in
And they curse the night for them all those sweet dreams
All those sweet dreams, they and sold
So ago

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

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

I guess everyone thinks is in their blood
Or at least down the street a door or two

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

Bobby says the translator's nightmare is finding all the right
But somehow still gettin' the whole story
And all you guitar poets, well you're life's little
Go ahead and put that one in your

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

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

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

Well, it's easy to get up
On all the that you'll never have
A backyard pool, your mother's love, Lennon's autograph

Some people into an ambulance
While others slip a trance
heard the sky blooms Picassos, though
If you stop and the clouds half a chance

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

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