Luyện nghe bài hát Somewhere Outside Las Vegas

The screen closed swiftly, the houses sleep in fields of white
in a picturebook scene, the parked perfect in the neighborhood secure
strong words strangled, the cuts have mangled, the shows have come and gone
somewhere outside Las Vegas, twelve tribes hunker down to pass a sleepless

We are waiting for the savior to ride into in a Cadillac made of glass
poised and confused, hanging on the fuse of a million dreams

The women hover through the shops, like the sea, behind velvet and tortoise shell
amidst the fat-free mochas, the cameras creep, the TVs burn their
outside of town around the hills, and down the interstate, under microscopes burning bright
the cooling streets their arms, the people dance the tango of approaching night

We are sitting at the fountain of tongues, in the parking lots the tickets will go on sale
and outside Las Vegas, it finally grows too much for a lone man to bear.