Luyện nghe bài hát Stopping all Stations

Verse 1-
Early morn, station, aching from the arthritis,
This war veteran knows a hard time is,
He needs his pension, and half blind is,
The he rides the train with no car license,
So he boards with an ticket has a swipe,
a fine cos the change he got don't add up right,
We're talking about a man who never lived a life,
up in the age of computer chips and satellites,
A lady boards looking tired and half awake,
He smiles, she reminds him of his wife that away,
She says something as she walks right his way,
His old aid don't last quite half the day,
Some young gentlemen alive their laughter,
Approach the old timer and put a knife to his to,
that money or bloods the price of their barter,
To a man whose probably died for their fathers.

Whatever it can justify,
Whatever ends we make, the price,
To the end of a life, just an observation,
So take a ride we're all stations.

2 - Pressure
It's a long night the suns lifting on a cold,
Morning but she's and drunk tripping on her stroll,
On the way home, she's with stripping on a pole,
But she can't pay for her son on the dole,
Jumps a train puts on her gloves she's black,
Being watched by some old mug glaring back,
She's on edge and got the bug from smack,
So she says, "Hey, what the fuck you at?"
He smiles, an unsteady hand on his dome,
She takes a seat, a messy band of board alone,
To the digger with a machete at his and he's prone,
He can stand but ready to stand up for his own,
She tries to help him she choose to flee the car,
And catches a blow enough bruise to leave a scar,
She starts fainting, the moving and seeing stars,
Aint it amazing how human beings are?

Whatever it can justify,
Whatever ends we make, the price,
To the end of a life, just an observation,
So take a ride stopping all stations.