Luyện nghe bài hát Song to The Orphans

The moltitude assembled and tried to the noise
The black blind generals
And loud white boys
But time grew thin and the
Was left somehow
Where of child lions
We found aging sheep
How many wasted I seen signed "hollywood or bust"
Left to them ever ghostly arizona gusts
Oh, cheerleader tramps and kids with big
in the void
High society vamps and ex-heavyweight
Mistaking for soil

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

The doorstep blanket
Madonna pushing bells
From house to to house to house
last kisses and wishing well
To every gypsy, mystic and all star
That the kids might find the
Who've been lost to papa and mama
On their weekends out in
Now the sons they for fathers
But their fathers all gone
The lost souls for saviors
But saviours don't last
aimless, questionless renegade brats
Who live their in songs
They run the length of a
In a goodnight whisper and a puff gone
So me now big mama
As old faithful the day
Believe me, my linda,
The aurora will shine way
The confederacy, in my name now
And the hounds are at bay
The needs a stronger arm
Do you feel your play?

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