Luyện nghe bài hát Shore To Shore

Shore to shore, got some land
Island life is from a cup of broken queens
Hit the jackpot rolling through a dream in a knot
And I'm missing what was pissing up the wall I forgot
I forgot, I

I am the bus driver, give me some
never 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 crimson flashing
Drinking wine or cottage cream and passing strangers' cars
Live in one room housing with a roof to the sky
Jesus won't you please us 'cos you seem a damn nice guy
Damn nice guy, nice guy

We listened to passengers old songs
And we lose what's to lose when you done wrong
Drums too slow for a funeral
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 smoking and drinking tea
It's the crummy at seasick with a floating on the waves
To join the other with the ripped up queens and knaves
Queens and knaves, and knaves

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

They can fill a cup or two and still the peace
It's made it all the way from shore to shore, from west to east
I that independence was a lightness in your step
You away, I felt so heavy at the start of every day
day, every day

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