Luyện nghe bài hát Shore To Shore

Shore to shore, got some between
Island life is living a cup of broken queens
Hit the jackpot rolling a pipe dream in a knot
And I'm missing was pissing up the wall that I forgot
I forgot, I

I am the bus driver, me some grace
You've never seen me and you know my face
She was no Katie Harrol it was cold, it was
And it only despite me or you
Me or you, me or you

Smoking to the crimson flashing bars
Drinking cocktail wine or cottage cream and passing strangers'
in one room housing with a roof to meet the sky
Spelling Jesus won't you please us 'cos you seem a damn guy
Damn nice guy, damn guy

We to passengers stamping old songs
And we lose what's to when you haven't done wrong
Drums too slow for a beat
No of strings and no stamping of feet
Of feet, of

It's considerate of you to think of me
And it's not so hard to see you fags and drinking tea
It's the crummy lost at seasick a floating on the waves
To join the other flotsam with the ripped up and knaves
Queens and knaves, and knaves

There lies a lady, she's gone and she's
She'll be a fine lady before too
But I hit her and she finished her walking
She be dead, she was too busy talking
talking, busy talking

They can fill a cup or two and disturb the peace
It's never made it all the way from shore to shore, from west to
I read that independence was a lightness in your
You walked away, I felt so heavy at the start of day
day, every day

I've been an hour and the bus hasn't come
I've cursing my God for the lack of the sun
I've been ruined by destiny, by fate
And the upshot of this is I'm going to be
To be late, to be