Luyện nghe bài hát Scarecrow

Mary steers of the men from space
Back alley kid with an American
She the wine
He a case to carry them on through
I you know what I now
About the bedroom
Udercover Russians in a Rolls Royce
They the drum, she sets the beat
They carry America out into the street

She Snowman! Scarecrow! John Doe! Buffalo!

I you wouldn't go
I got the arms to you
I am the

Oh, guess you oughta
I got the hands to you
I am the

Snowman

I fell out of
In the days
the subway in a Valium haze
I need the white, she the blues
It us on through
All American boys
At the park 'n'
Selling memories fro a dollar a pop
Ivan the ancient race fan
the market on American tastes

And Spaceman! Scarecrow! Peepshow! Freakshow!

I you wouldn't go
But I got the arms to you
I am a

Oh I you oughta known
I got the hands to teach you
I am a

Hmm Punk rock

All the light inside you dies
Maybe going on alone
Maybe you're going all
She of sunlight, sings of smaller things
White sugar bowls and wedding
And going on from me alone
going on, you're on your own
She was married in a Moscow surgery
Hoping to die in a cold war
All of the back home
in much more than we do
It's a memory play, where the memory
pictures you took
Into records we
Spy vs. Spy, and I
Out the darkness where the bomber jets fly

Spaceman! Smokeshow! Scarecrow! Geronimo!

I you wouldn't go
I got the to reach you
I am the

Oh, no no no no no no no

Oh, I you oughta known
I got the hands to teach you
I am a

Snowman

Come one, come on, on

Oh, I you wouldn't go
But I got the arms to you
I am the
Oh, no

Oh, I guess you oughta
That I got the hands to you
I am the

Listen on the midnight radio station go!