Luyện nghe bài hát Stopping all Stations

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

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

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

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