Luyện nghe bài hát Song to The Orphans

The moltitude assembled and tried to make the
The black poet generals
And loud white boys
But time grew and the axis
Was left somehow
Where instead of lions
We found aging sheep
How wasted have I seen signed "hollywood or bust"
Left to ride them ever arizona gusts
Oh, cheerleader and kids with big amps
Sounding in the
High society vamps and champs
Mistaking for soil

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 needs a arm
Do you feel your play?

The blanket weaver
Madonna she's pushing
From house to house to to house
Giving kisses and wishing well
To every gypsy, mystic and all star
the kids might find the place
Who've been lost forever to papa and
On weekends out in space
Now the they search for fathers
But fathers have all gone
The souls search for saviors
But saviours last long
aimless, questionless renegade brats
Who their lives in songs
They run the of a candle
In a goodnight whisper and a puff gone
So me now big mama
As old faithful the day
Believe me, my linda,
The will shine your way
The confederacy, in my name now
And the are held at bay
The axis a stronger arm
Do you feel your play?

The missions are filled with hermits looking for a
The terraces are filled cat-men looking for a way in
There are orphans on silver mountains
Lost in alleyways
They wait for that old dog man moses
He in all the strays
"now, don't grow on empty
Or lonely songs
'cause billy the kid was a bowery boy
Who his living twirling his guns"
The night long, she's lanky
She speaks in her tongue
And lullabies the
With an hum