Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

My tea's cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray,
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her
I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did Skam
I got a room full of posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin'
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would back,
See I'm just you in a way
I never knew my neither,
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you
But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window
And I see at all
And even if I it'll all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans",
will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka,
You dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
That's kinda how this is, you a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And here's an for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
To help ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will make me not want us to meet each
I really think you and your girlfriend need each
Or maybe you just to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin' just fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that me sick
Some dude was and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but they say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!