Luyện nghe bài hát Song to The Orphans

The assembled and tried to make the noise
The black blind generals
And restless white boys
But time grew thin and the
Was left incomplete
instead of child lions
We aging junkie sheep
How many wasted I seen signed "hollywood or bust"
Left to ride them ever arizona gusts
Oh, cheerleader tramps and kids big amps
Sounding in the
High vamps and ex-heavyweight champs
Mistaking soot for

So me now big mama
As old breaks the day
me, my good linda,
The aurora shine your way
The confederacy, she's in my now
And the hounds are at bay
The needs a stronger arm
Do you your muscles play?

The doorstep blanket
she's pushing bells
From house to to house to house
Giving last kisses and wishing
To every gypsy, mystic and all hero
That the kids might find the
been lost forever to papa and mama
On their out in space
Now the they search for fathers
But their fathers all gone
The souls search for saviors
But don't last long
Those aimless, questionless brats
Who live their in songs
run the length of a candle
In a whisper and a puff they're gone
So me now big mama
As old breaks the day
me, my good linda,
The aurora will your way
The confederacy, in my name now
And the are held at bay
The needs a stronger arm
Do you feel your muscles

The missions are filled with looking for a friend
The terraces are with cat-men looking for a way in
There are orphans junked on silver
Lost in alleyways
They for that old tramp dog man moses
He in all the strays
"now, grow on empty legends
Or lonely songs
'cause billy the kid was just a boy
Who made his twirling his guns"
The she's long, she's lanky
She in her mother tongue
And the refugees
an amplifier's hum