Luyện nghe bài hát Poets

Spring starts when a heartbeat's
When the birds can be above the reckoning carts doing some final accounting
flowing in Superfarmer's direction
He's getting reprieve from the heat in the frozen food section

tell me what the poets are doing
Don't tell me that talking tough
tell me that they're anti-social
Somehow not anti-social enough, all

And porn to it's splintered legions
To the pink amid the withered cornstalks in them regions
While aiming at the archetypal
He said with such and tentative swipes why do you even bother?

tell me what the poets are doing
Those Himalayas of the
tell me what the poet's been doing
In the long grasses time

Don't tell me what the are doing
On the street and the of vague
tell me how the universe is altered
When you find out how he gets paid, all

If nothing more that you need now
The lawn cut by breasted women
Beach bleached within reach for the women
Got to make it, make it by swimming