Luyện nghe bài hát Peterborough

lonely at the
clawing through the
the poets are so hip
they don't write poems

and its at the only 4 nights out of three
its not that i've crying just that my eyes leak
if i knew what was wrong i'd let you
buy me a drink; its no good to drink

there will be a plan
from the boys the paw hands
my beer smile your rye cheer
and who here's having the harder
(no one i guess)

Do you remember when the water
do you when the flood
the basements up with water
covered up in mud
do you when the water came?
do you remember the flood
filled the cellars up water covered windows up in mud

and its at the only 4 nights out of three
its not that i've been just that my eyes leak
lonely at the
clawing the smoke
it's so to even know

if i knew what was wrong i'd let you
buy me a drink; its no good to alone