Luyện nghe bài hát Reading Time With Pickle

Walking home from
at the supermarket, condemement aisle
A jar of pickles the eye
Make eye with a solitary pickle
Bought the jar took it

it up the stairs
Made it through the doorway, through the floor
Tried to head in the general direction of the door
The truest in the whole damn house

love is the answer to a question
That I have
But I know I've been
And the answer has got to be love love

Now Feeding with TV
Then time, not sleepy
So reading time pickle
But were the bed side had been
Is now a milignant soft green

Has it always been way?
Is it possible all this magic went
Maybe will start to change
And life will a better page
No rain

Singin' is the answer
To a question i know I've been
And the answer has got to be love love

Tomorrow back to work
Run to the supermarket, running hopeful the aisles
Haven't been this in a long time
But not a jar was smiling afterall

But pickle jars are pickle jars
And pickles are just
Ingredients ... water, salt, cucumber, garlic and spices

But love is the answer to a
That I've
But I I've been asked
And the has got to be love