Luyện nghe bài hát Song's The Same

Played out and out in this triangle town
Tongue tied and
By the circuits of
Give me a minute and Ill strike up a
tight
Into my loose fitting clothes
The DJ rocks, his needle
Salvation on a dead end
The tattooed girls are
To the beat
Any other
And they would be safe at
Piercing body parts and deconstructing Suicide
The the same
How hard you
Makes all the difference in the
But I saying anything different
From anything already heard
Ten hat, three inch heels
And cut jeans
cowboys
Coaching dancing teams
Ill bet they really do fences to mend
the reigns
On old Mercedes Benz
A buckskin
a perfect honky-tonk pli
She pulls a dollar from the
Of a badly toupee
A deal is in sawdust,
Two new lovers
On down the trailer boardwalk
To hillbilly
Just another culture on urban decay
extra college credit
If youre for the day
Dont mind the rats- they here too
Theyll bite feet and steal your food
We under broken pipes
Im sorry- wish it wasnt
The on the south side
Hang out by the
The and the going
Only to their pain
Years ago never guessed
Theyd grow up to be weeks from
How sad to see that is measured
by breathe
A Harley scooters
outside
A chrome and welcome mat
To an dive
The is cold, the whiskeys cheap
The whole place smells like
On the David Allen Coe sings Panheads Forever
The people in this
Come in here to
After twelve hours of sweat
On the line
They dont up like bikers
its the latest style
Some people were
Born to be