Luyện nghe bài hát Song to The Orphans

The assembled and tried to make the noise
The black blind generals
And loud white boys
But time grew and the axis
Was somehow incomplete
Where instead of child
We found aging junkie
How wasted have I seen signed "hollywood or bust"
Left to ride them ghostly arizona gusts
Oh, cheerleader tramps and kids with big
Sounding in the
society vamps and ex-heavyweight champs
Mistaking soot for

So me now big mama
As old faithful the day
Believe me, my linda,
The aurora will your way
The confederacy, she's in my now
And the hounds are at bay
The axis a stronger arm
Do you feel your play?

The blanket weaver
Madonna pushing bells
From house to house to house to
Giving last and wishing well
To every gypsy, mystic and all star
the kids might find the place
Who've been forever to papa and mama
On their weekends out in
Now the sons they for fathers
But their have all gone
The lost search for saviors
But saviours last long
Those aimless, renegade brats
Who live their lives in
They run the length of a
In a whisper and a puff they're gone
So break me now big
As old breaks the day
Believe me, my linda,
The will shine 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 hermits looking for a friend
The terraces are filled with cat-men for a way in
There are orphans junked on mountains
in celestial alleyways
They wait for old tramp dog man moses
He takes in all the
"now, don't grow on empty
Or lonely songs
billy the kid was just a bowery boy
Who made his twirling his guns"
The night she's long, she's
She speaks in her mother
And lullabies the
an amplifier's hum