Luyện nghe bài hát Soup Kitchen

Vicious got me down
Days turn into of hanging out
Got to shake soup kitchen blues
Growing tired of cabbage stew

And there nothing
new to do

Dumb and hungry, we our way
For refueling
an alarm clock, our minds know the times
We plan our around the lines

12 P.M. at the soup
Talking politics the bag men
Forced into conversations
contemplations

They tell me of heart conditions
with me their D.T. Visions
Damn me with that bad
Or me with that Good Book

Vicious got me down
Weeks turn into months of out
Got to these Haight-Ashbury blues
Growing of Kezar Stadium cruise

And there nothing
new to do

Make the pilgrimage
We far and wide
Going to the kitchen
To swallow some more