Luyện nghe bài hát Shore To Shore

Shore to shore, got land between
Island life is living from a cup of broken
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 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 bars
cocktail wine or cottage cream and passing strangers' cars
Live in one room housing with a to meet the sky
Spelling Jesus won't you please us 'cos you seem a damn guy
Damn nice guy, nice guy

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

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

There lies a lady, gone and she's gone
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
Busy talking, talking

They can fill a cup or two and disturb the peace
It's never 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 so heavy at the start of every day
day, every day

I've been an hour and the bus hasn't come
been cursing 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