Luyện nghe bài hát Rhododendron

On the night of the year
Lying in a of rouge rhododendrons

A bottle of under my arm
Trying to a sky full of stars
I dream of order, I dream of
Of Napoleon in

He said "Linus put that blanket
You've your door too many times"
He said "Linus put that blanket
The won't wait"

Boy, what you gonna do with life?

I was your age, I was commanding fleets
When I was age, I was soaked in victory

And now you can't keep a job and you can't keep a
What a horrible mess you're make of your life
Watched way too many American
To be John Wayne, or James Dean

Waiting so long for your wrists to get
Waiting so for the next great party
So many questions, so to say
You need these weights

Boy, what you gonna do with life?

So you want to be an artist, to be a singer
Want to be remembered for what you create

So you to be a cowboy, ride into the distance
Never have to or answer to anyone

So you want to be a boxer, surviving on instincts
on your fists and the quickness of your wit

Are you bigger than buildings and the grey around you?
Is your pain more than everybody else?

Drunk again in the