Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Electric Trains

When I was crowned a boy
by friends I didn¹t
I made a meal of to school
upon my fathers
and I to sit between his legs,
perched on a of wood
and if it ever on us
I beneath his hood,
at home the was on
Œwall papered all years,
the world was such a place
with to my ears.

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

I met my friends at Sunday
and on the field,
my bedroom there I found
the was concealed
my stacked up in a pile,
from the chart
with pinned up on the wall
I my beating heart,
and at the stereo was on
my stomped the floor,
a willow cricket bat
had me wanting more.

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

Kneeling with my torch
turning my
sleeping in my wet
with my stuck in readers wife¹s,
hairs were proudly
counted I woke
manhood me slowly
down and and down......

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

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

From Andrews
to Gerry
climbing in photograph
I can my stupid face
I the road to here and now
and very special place
where all I am is all I
its a sober I chase
so I can fix these tracks,
playing electric trains.