Luyện nghe bài hát Song's The Same

Played out and out in this triangle town
tied and battered
By the circuits of
Give me a and Ill strike up a pose
Packed
my loose fitting designer clothes
The DJ rocks, his drops
Salvation on a end street
The tattooed are squirming
To the factory
Any night
And they be safe at home
Piercing parts and deconstructing Suicide poems
The the same
How you listen
all the difference in the world
But I aint saying different
From anything youve heard
Ten hat, three inch heels
And boot cut
cowboys
Coaching line dancing
Ill bet they do have fences to mend
the reigns
On some old Mercedes
A buckskin
a perfect honky-tonk pli
She a dollar from the fingers
Of a drawn toupee
A deal is in sawdust,
Two new retreat
On down the trailer boardwalk
To hillbilly
another culture built on urban decay
Theres extra college
If youre for the day
Dont mind the rats- they here too
Theyll your feet and steal your food
We shower broken pipes
Im sorry- wish it true
The junkies on the south
out by the trains
The and the going
Only adds to their
ago theyd never guessed
Theyd grow up to be from death
How sad to see that life is
by breathe
A dozen Harley
Congregate
A and steel welcome mat
To an dive
The is cold, the whiskeys cheap
The place smells like leather
On the jukebox David Allen Coe sings Forever
The people in this
Come in to unwind
After twelve long hours of
On the assembly
They dont dress up bikers
Cause its the latest
Some really were
to be wild