Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Electric Trains

When I was a mummy¹s boy
by friends I didn¹t
I made a of trips to school
upon my fathers
and I used to sit his legs,
perched on a of wood
and if it ever on us
I slipped his hood,
at the radio was on
Œwall papered all years,
the world was a simple place
music to my ears.

From Julie
to Gerry
was all fun and games
I was out of my head,
and my bed
playing electric trains.

I met my friends at school
and on the field,
inside my bedroom there I
the future was
my records up in a pile,
collected from the
with pinned up on the wall
I my beating heart,
and at the stereo was on
my feet the floor,
a willow cricket bat
had left me more.

From Andrews
to Gerry
life was all fun and
I was out of my head,
and my bed
playing electric trains.

Kneeling with my light
turning my
in my wet dreams
with my eyeballs in readers wife¹s,
pubic were proudly
counted everyday I
manhood took me
down and and down......

I chased the girls and made cry
my grew down my back
the of my teenage years
were down in the sack
and I guitar and formed a band,
I up all night long
as people came to sit and
I raced through my song,
at home was sadly nothing on
my had to end,
the of Music passed me by
just like the Dead.

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

Julie Andrews
to Gerry
in that photograph
I can touch my stupid
I chose the to here and now
and very special place
all I am is all I breath
its a sober world I
so I can fix broken tracks,
with electric trains.