Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Electric Trains

When I was crowned a boy
by I didn¹t like
I a meal of trips to school
upon my fathers
and I to sit between his legs,
on a piece of wood
and if it ever on us
I beneath his hood,
at the radio was on
papered all those years,
the world was a simple place
music to my ears.

From Julie
to Gerry
life was all fun and
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 the chart
with pictures pinned up on the
I my beating heart,
and at the stereo was on
my feet the floor,
a willow cricket bat
had left me more.

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

with my torch light
turning my
in my wet dreams
with my stuck in readers wife¹s,
pubic were proudly
everyday I woke
manhood took me
down and and down......

I chased the and made them cry
my hair down my back
the contents of my years
were spent down in the
and I played guitar and a band,
I pewked up all night
as came to sit and stare
while I raced my song,
at home there was sadly on
my had to end,
the of Music passed me by
like the Grateful Dead.

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

From Andrews
to Garcia
in that photograph
I can my stupid face
I the road to here and now
and this very place
all I am is all I breath
its a sober world I
so I can fix these tracks,
with electric trains.