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 through a pipe dream in a knot
And I'm missing what was pissing up the wall that I
I forgot, I

I am the bus driver, give me some
You've seen me and you don't know my face
She was no Katie it was cold, it was blue
And it only despite me or you
Me or you, me or you

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

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

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

There lies a lady, she's gone and gone
She'll be a fine before too long
But I hit her head and she finished her
She shouldn't be dead, she was too busy
Busy talking, talking

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

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