Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Electric Trains

When I was a mummy¹s boy
by I didn¹t like
I made a meal of trips to
my fathers bike
and I to sit between his legs,
perched on a piece of
and if it ever on us
I slipped his hood,
at the radio was on
Œwall all those years,
the world was such a simple
with to my ears.

From Julie
to Garcia
life was all fun and
I was out of my head,
and my bed
with electric trains.

I met my friends at school
and on the field,
my bedroom there I found
the future was
my records up in a pile,
collected the chart
with pictures pinned up on the
I found my heart,
and at the stereo was on
my feet the floor,
a willow cricket bat
had me wanting more.

Julie Andrews
to Garcia
life was all fun and
I was out of my head,
and my bed
with electric trains.

Kneeling with my torch
my transformer
sleeping in my wet
with my stuck in readers wife¹s,
pubic hairs were
everyday I woke
manhood took me
down and and down......

I chased the girls and made cry
my hair down my back
the contents of my years
spent down in the sack
and I played guitar and a band,
I pewked up all long
as people came to sit and
while I raced my song,
at home was sadly nothing on
my had to end,
the Sound of Music me by
just like the Dead.

From Andrews
to Garcia
was all fun and games
I was out of my head,
and my bed
playing with trains.

From Julie
to Gerry
climbing in photograph
I can my stupid face
I chose the road to and now
and this very special
where all I am is all I
its a sober I chase
so I can fix broken tracks,
playing with trains.