Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Off

In the laid back California town of San Raphael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake you probly knew her
Shed stoned fifteen of her eighteen years and the story was widely told
That she could smoke 'em faster anyone could roll
Her legend finally reached New York that Street walk-up flat
Where dwelt The Calistoga Kid a beatnik from the
With long browned lightnin he takes a cultured toke
And says Hell I can roll 'em Jim than any chick can smoke
So a gets sent to San Raphael For the Championship of the World
The Kid demands a smoke off well bring him on Pearl
I'll grind his fingers off his hands roll until he drops
Calistog I'll smoke that chick till she blows up and pops
So they out Yankee Stadium and the word is quickly spread
Come one come all who walk or crawl just two lids a head
And from every town and hamlet over and sea they speed
The greatest dopers with the Worlds greatest weed
Hashishers from Morocco smokers from Peru
And the Shamnicks from who puff the deadly Pugaroo
And those who it Light of Life and those that call it boo
See the dealers and their wearing turquoise lace and leather
See the narcos and the closet smokers puffin all
From the teenies who smoke legal to the ones who've done some
To the old man who smoked reefer back it was a crime
And the grand old house that Ruth built is with the smoke and cries
Of fifty thousand screaming all stoned out of their minds
And they play the national anthem and the lets out a roar
As the spotlight hits The Kid and Pearl for their smokin' war
At a table piled up with grass as high as a mountain peak
Just tops and buds of the rarest flowers not one branch or seed
Maui Panama Red and Acapulco Gold
Kif from Afghanistan and rare Alaskan Cold
Sticks from Thailand Ganja the Islands and Bangkok's Bloomin' Best
And of that wet imported shit that capsized off Key West
Oaxacan tops and Kenya Bhang and Riviera
And that rare Manhatten that grows down in the New York sewers
And there's bubblin' ice lemonade and sweet grapes by the bunches
And there's bars and Oreos 'case anybody gets the munchies
And the Kid he sneers and Pearley she just grins
And the drums roll low and the crowd yells go and the worlds first Smoke Off
Kid flicks his magic fingers once and zap first joints rolled
Pearl takes one drag with her mighty lungs and woosh roach is cold
Then The Kid he rolls his Bomb thatd paralyze a moose
And Pearley takes one super hit and slurp that defused
Then he rolls three in ten seconds and she smokes 'em up in nine
And everybody sits back and says this just might take time
See the blur of flyin fingers see the red coal bright
As the night turns into mornin and the fades to night
And the autumn turns to and a whole damn year is gone
But the two sit on that roach-filled stage smokin' and rollin' on
With tremblin hands he rolls his jays fingers blue and stiff
She coughs and stares with bloodshot gaze and puffs through lips
And as she reaches out her hand for another stick of
The Kid he Goddamn it bitch there's nothin' left to roll
Nothin to roll screams Pearl Is this some twisted joke
I didn't come to fuck around man I come here to smoke
And she reaches cross the table and his bony sleeves
And she crumbles his body between her hands like and brittle leaves
Flickin' out his teeth and bones like useless and seeds
And she rolls him in a Zig Zag and lights him like a roach
And the fastest man the fastest hands goes up in a puff of smoke
In the laid-back town of sunny San Raphael
Lives a named Pearly Sweetcake you probly know her well
She's been stoned twenty-one of her twenty-four years and the storys widely
How she can smoke 'em faster than anyone can roll
While off in New York City on a street that has no
There's the hands of the Kid in the Viper Hall of Fame
And underneath his fingers there's a golden scroll
says Beware of Bein' the Roller When There's Nothin' Left to Roll