Luyện nghe bài hát Playing With Electric Trains

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

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

I met my friends at school
and on the field,
inside my bedroom there I
the was concealed
my records up in a pile,
from 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 me wanting more.

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

Kneeling my torch light
turning my
sleeping in my wet
with my eyeballs stuck in wife¹s,
pubic hairs were
counted I woke
took me slowly
down and and down......

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

From Julie
to Gerry
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 touch my face
I the road to here and now
and very special place
where all I am is all I
its a world I chase
so I can fix broken tracks,
with electric trains.