Luyện nghe bài hát Pulaski Skyway

Oh but to just on steel, the sky Pulaski way
By the fires of Elizabeth, never cease to
So off to the industry's casualties , tra loo tray lay

Oh swamp full of grabbing hands
Pull you under New
Chinese boxes hold their well
How many are one can never tell

Got to get religion, they gonna join underground church
the mole people got to get religion
They gonna join underground church

Art class for the bourgeoisies, lab for the cat
Real moguls, Chump Towers
When the wind blows you can hear the go
Rat a tat rat a tat tat tat

Hoffa in the Meadowlands
Weighing that union man
his ankles, stevedores
Oh how those Jets do

Got to get religion, they gonna that underground church
Even the mole got to get religion
They gonna join that church

Oh but to dine on sewage, cold seagull pie
Wrestle alligators and spin the good lie
Oh swamp full of grabbing hands

you under New Amsterdam
Chinese boxes hold secrets well
How many are there one can tell

Got to get religion, they gonna join that underground
the mole people got to get religion
They gonna join underground church