Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Electric Trains

When I was crowned a boy
by friends I didn¹t
I a meal of trips to school
upon my bike
and I used to sit his legs,
on a piece of wood
and if it ever on us
I slipped his hood,
at the radio 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 electric trains.

I met my at Sunday school
and on the field,
inside my there I found
the was concealed
my stacked up in a pile,
collected the chart
with pictures pinned up on the
I my beating heart,
and at home the was on
my stomped the floor,
a willow cricket bat
had me wanting more.

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

with my torch light
turning my
sleeping in my wet
with my eyeballs in readers wife¹s,
hairs were proudly
counted everyday I
manhood took me
and down and down......

I chased the girls and them cry
my hair down my back
the of my teenage years
were down in the sack
and I played and formed a band,
I pewked up all long
as people came to sit and
I raced through my song,
at home was sadly nothing on
my had to end,
the Sound of Music me by
just the Grateful Dead.

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

From Julie
to Garcia
climbing in that
I can touch my face
I the road to here and now
and this very place
all I am is all I breath
its a world I chase
so I can fix these tracks,
playing electric trains.