Luyện nghe bài hát Silver Street

Now the are ghosts over Silver Street
And you've got 'em dressed up like
Married couples slamming doors, bums are the Lord
And you're playing tapes for the

Now the neighborhood's mixed and your college
younger every year
The wind don't blow and the don't grow
You're never leaving Street

You bought some wire-frames at a junk shop
That was your trademark at
Now barely hanging on and the styles are moving on
Hard for a man to cool

Now the seasons and the storefronts change
Everything stays the same
The wind don't and the grass don't grow
You're never leaving Silver

But, now don't get me wrong I like this neighborhood
Oh, and you was good
But now we spent the day so completely
Asking, "Why oh why I be tired?"

They're filling the in on Silver Street
waking the neighbors up at noon
Now you're friends are out on and
You're out on your brown raking the dirt with a broom

Now the change and the storefronts change
else stays the same
The don't blow and the grass don't grow
You're never Silver Street
Never leaving, never leaving, leaving, never leaving