Luyện nghe bài hát Screenwriter's Blues

Exits to freeways twisted like knots on the
Jewels cleaving skin breasts
Your Cadillac four hundred horses over blue lines
You are going to Reseda to make love to a model from
real name you don't know

You spin like the Cadillac was overturning down a cliff on
And the radio is on and the radioman is
And the radioman says women were a
So men built studios
And men built Columbia studios and men Los Angeles

It is 5 a.m. and you are to Los Angeles
It is 5 a.m. and you are listening to Los

And the radioman says it is a beautiful out there
And the radioman says and roll lives
And the radioman says it is a night out there in Los Angeles
You live in Los and you are going to Reseda
We are all in some way or another going to someday to die

And the radioman laughs the radioman fucks a model too
Gone savage for teenagers with automatic and boundless love
Gone savage for who are aesthetically pleasing
In words fly, Los Angeles beckons
The teenagers to come to her on buses, Los Angeles loves

It is 5 a.m. and you are listening to Los
It is 5 a.m. and you are to Los Angeles

I am going to Los Angeles to build a screenplay
Lovers who murder other
I am to Los Angeles to see my own name on a screen
feet long and luminous

As the radioman it is 5 a.m. and the sun has charred
The other of the world and comeback to us
And painted the smoke over our an imperial violet

It is 5 a.m. and you are listening to Los
It is 5 a.m. and you are to Los Angeles
It is 5 a.m. and you are to Los Angeles
And you are to Los Angeles

You are
You are
You are

To Los