Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Electric Trains

When I was crowned a boy
by friends I like
I made a meal of to school
my fathers bike
and I to sit between his legs,
perched on a piece of
and if it ever on us
I beneath his hood,
at the radio was on
Œwall papered all years,
the was such a simple place
music to my ears.

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

I met my friends at Sunday
and on the field,
inside my there I found
the future was
my stacked up in a pile,
collected from the
with pictures up on the wall
I found my heart,
and at the stereo was on
my feet the floor,
a Fender willow bat
had left me more.

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

Kneeling my torch light
my transformer
sleeping in my wet
with my eyeballs in readers wife¹s,
pubic were proudly
counted I woke
manhood took me
down and and down......

I the girls and made them cry
my hair grew down my
the contents of my years
were spent in the sack
and I guitar and formed a band,
I pewked up all night
as people to sit and stare
I raced through my song,
at home there was sadly on
my had to end,
the Sound of passed me by
just the Grateful Dead.

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

From Andrews
to Gerry
in that photograph
I can my stupid face
I the road 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.