Luyện nghe bài hát Shore To Shore

Shore to shore, got some between
Island is living from a cup of broken queens
Hit the jackpot rolling 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 grace
You've seen me and you don't know my face
She was no Katie it was cold, it was blue
And it only happened me or you
Me or you, me or you

Smoking paper to the flashing bars
Drinking cocktail wine or cream and passing strangers' cars
in one room housing with a roof to meet the sky
Spelling Jesus you please us 'cos you seem a damn nice guy
nice guy, damn nice guy

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

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

There lies a lady, she's gone and gone
She'll be a fine before too long
But I hit her head and she her walking
She shouldn't be dead, she was too busy
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, 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 come
I've cursing my God for the lack of the sun
I've been ruined by destiny, lowered by
And the upshot of this is I'm going to be
To be late, to be