Luyện nghe bài hát Song to The Orphans

The moltitude assembled and tried to the noise
The black blind generals
And restless white boys
But grew thin and the axis
Was left somehow
instead of child lions
We found junkie sheep
How many wasted have I signed "hollywood or bust"
Left to ride them ghostly arizona gusts
Oh, cheerleader and kids with big amps
in the void
High society and ex-heavyweight champs
Mistaking for soil

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

The doorstep weaver
Madonna she's bells
house to house to house to house
Giving last and wishing well
To every gypsy, mystic and all star
That the kids might find the
Who've lost forever to papa and mama
On their out in space
Now the sons they search for
But fathers have all gone
The souls search for saviors
But saviours don't long
Those aimless, questionless brats
Who their lives in songs
They run the length of a
In a goodnight whisper and a puff they're
So me now big mama
As old faithful the day
me, my good linda,
The aurora will shine way
The confederacy, in my name now
And the are held at bay
The axis a stronger arm
Do you feel your muscles

The missions are filled with hermits for a friend
The terraces are filled cat-men looking for a way in
There are orphans junked on silver
Lost in alleyways
They wait for that old tramp dog man
He takes in all the
"now, don't grow on empty
Or cradle songs
'cause the kid was just a bowery boy
Who made his living his guns"
The she's long, she's lanky
She in her mother tongue
And the refugees
With an hum