Luyện nghe bài hát Shore To Shore

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

I am the bus driver, me some grace
You've never me and you don't know my face
She was no Katie it was cold, it was blue
And it happened despite me or you
Me or you, me or you

Smoking to the crimson flashing bars
cocktail wine or cottage 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 nice guy, damn guy

We listened to passengers stamping old
And we what's to lose when you haven't done wrong
Drums too 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 it's not so hard to see you smoking and drinking tea
It's the crummy lost at seasick with a 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 and she's gone
She'll be a fine lady too long
But I hit her head and she finished her
She shouldn't be dead, she was too talking
Busy talking, busy

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

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