Luyện nghe bài hát Stuck Between Stations

There are nights when I Sal Paradise was right.
Boys and Girls in America have such a sad together.
Sucking off each at the demonstrations
Making their makeups straight
Crushing one with colossal expectations.
Dependent, undisciplined, and late.

She was a cool kisser and she wasnt all that strict of a Christian.
She was a damn good dancer but she wasnt all that of a girlfriend.
She likes the feeling but shes tired of all the dehydration.
Most nights are crystal
But tonight its like its stuck between
On the radio.

The devil and Berryman
a walk together.
They up on Washington
to the river.
He said Ive myself with doctors
And thinkers.
But big heads with bodies
for lousy lovers.
There was that night that we John Berryman could fly.
But he
So he died.
She said Youre good with words
But words wont your life.
And didnt.
So he died.

He was drunk and exhausted but he was acclaimed and respected.
He loved the Golden Gophers but he hated all the out winters.
He likes the warm feeling but hes of all the dehydration
nights were kind of fuzzy
But that last night he had retention.

Twin Cities kisses
Sound like and hisses.
We all tumbled and
in the Mississippi River.

We
We dry up
Then we crumble to