Luyện nghe bài hát Shore To Shore

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

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

paper to the crimson flashing bars
Drinking cocktail or cottage cream and passing strangers' cars
Live in one housing with a roof 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 stamping old
And we lose what's to when you haven't done wrong
too slow for a funeral beat
No strumming of and no stamping of feet
Of feet, of

It's awfully 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 ripped up queens and
Queens and knaves, queens and

There lies a lady, she's gone and she's
She'll be a fine before too long
But I hit her head and she finished her
She be dead, she was too busy talking
Busy talking, busy

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

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