Luyện nghe bài hát Something in the Way of Things (In Town)

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in the way of things
Something that will and won't start
Something you but can't stand
Can't know, get along like death
on top of the car
Peering the windshield for his cue
Something entirely fictitious and
That creeps across your hallowing your evil ways
they were yourself, passing yourself not smiling

The dead guy you saw me talking to is your
I tried to put a spell on him but his is illiterate
I know things you know and nothing you don't
Except I saw something in the way of
Something grinning at me and I to know, was it funny?
Was it so funny it me down the street
Greeting like the good humor man
And they got the taste of humor but no ice cream
It was like

Me across people into the houses
And not the beings crowding around me
With ice picks, you could see
But they looked like important Negroes on the way to funeral
Looked important jiggaboos on the way to your auction
And let chant the number
And use an ivory pointer to your teeth
Remember Steppen
Remember Fetchit how we laughed
An all your Sunday school images giving flesh and
With the ice pick high off his
Made you anyway

I can see in the way of ourselves
I can see something in the way of
That's why I say the things I do, you it
But it's something else to you, like job
This morning you got there and it was quiet
And the machines were yearning soft you
Yearning for that to come and give up his life
Standin' there bein' dissed and and troubled

My mistake is I sayin', "That was proof
God exist"
And you told me, "Nah, it was proof the devil do"
But still it's like I see something, I things
I saw words in the white boy's rag
Said he was gonna die poor and
That them dreams which you 'cross town
He's die from over work

There's garbage on the that's tellin' you, you ain't shit
And you believe it
Broke and mistaken all the
You know some of the words but they ain't the right
Your cable back on but nothin' you can see
But I see something in the way of
to make us stumble
Something get us drunk from noise and to sadness
I see and feel something stalking us
Like and ugly thing floating at our calling us names
You see it and it too

But you say, "It got a to exist
like you and if God made it but then we got to argue"
And the gon' come down around us
Even we remember where the mic is
Remember the squinting at us through the cage
You've seen what I see
The smile that a smile but teeth flying against our necks
You see something too but can't call it's

"Ain't it too bad" y'all
Ain't it too bad, such a nice boy kind to his mother
Always say good morning to on his way to work
But last time before he got locked up and hurt, real bad
I seen him walkin' toward his house and he wasn't
And he didn't say hello
But I knew seen something, something in the way of things
That it worked on him like it do in
And he kept marching and faster away from us
And never muttered a word
the next day he was gone

You wanna know, what? You wanna know what I'm about
Sayin', "I've seen something in the way of
And how the face looked that day"
Just before they took him
There is in that face and now
Remember all them faces
And all the places you've seen him
Or the sister with his child wandering up the
Remember what you've seen in your own
And didn't for a recognize the face, your own face
to get out from behind the glass

Open your mouth like you was gon' say
your eyes and remember what you saw
And what it made you feel
Now, don't you see else
Something and ugly
Not but blended with the shadow
Criss-crossing the old man, squatting by the drug
At the corner with is head resting on his folded arms
And the boy smiled and the girl he went with

And in my too, a waving craziness
Splitting them into the jet stream of a black bird with his ass on
Or the solemn notness of where we go to know we be happy
I seen something, I seen
And you seen it too, you it too
You just can't call name