Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn
You not have got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post office or

Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what call her? I'ma name her Bonnie

I read about your Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground that you did with ScamZ

I got a full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat
Truly yours, your fan, this is Stan

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you the chance
I ain't mad, I just think fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have signed an autograph for

That's my brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no
That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do

I ain't that mad, but I don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I write to you
You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never my father neither
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what sayin' in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a with your name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you it
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7

But she know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we should be too

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em

So this is my I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil Collins "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have saved that guy from drowning?
But Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how is, you could have rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have been together, about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it

And when you dream, I hope you sleep and you scream about it
I hope conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk

But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send shit out?

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on your cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have you
think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too?
I say that just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to each other

I really think you and your need each other
Or maybe you just to treat her better
I hope you get to this letter
I hope it reaches you in time

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be just fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but
Why are you so mad? Try to understand I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit

I seen this one shit on the a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
And had his in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they a tape but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it his name was, it was you,