Luyện nghe bài hát Song to The Orphans

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

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

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

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