Luyện nghe bài hát Tape from California

Who's that coming down the
A sailor the sea
He looks a lot me
I'd him anywhere, had to stare

Feathers at his
A 'round his spine
He must have lost his
He should be put away, right

In the of the night
He handed me his water
His eyes were
inside my head, here's what he said

Sorry, I stop and talk now
I'm in of a hurry anyhow
But send you a tape from California

New York has exploded
And it's crashed my head
I beneath the bed
Fighting, biting nails, turning

The landlord's at my
And the burglar's at my
I can't it anymore
I guess I'll have to fly, worth a try

Someone's banging on the
But there's no party to
The singer of the of his soul
So been told

Sorry, I stop and talk now
I'm in kind of a anyhow
But I'll send you a tape California

From the of my mantle to the velvet on my bed
Trapped a stolen stage, a Barrymore at best
My rhymes are all repeating, my ballads growing
have turned to water, the women turned to wine

The draft board is
If they'd like to my life
I'd take a wife
And have raise a child or two, wouldn't

has turned to poison
And the has blown a fuse
courage is confused
And now all the brave are in the

Century is
Have a happy ending
To the victor go the of the spoil
Seeds in the

Sorry, I stop and talk now
I'm in kind of a hurry
But I'll send you a tape from

The flower-power fuller man
Is out his friends
I him with my stem
And then I tapped his toes with my

He around inside himself
Now crawling after me
acid in my tea
He to save his soul, rock and roll

One of us must
It's not the drug makes the man
Then a poster of a movie walked by
He must been high

Sorry, I can't stop and now
I'm in kind of a hurry
But I'll send you a from California

Half the world is crazy and the other half is
do the minuet for the naked millionaires
The anarchists are rising while racing for the moon
It doesn't a seer to see that the scene is coming soon

So who's that coming down the
A from the sea
He looks a lot me
I'd him anywhere, had to stare

A fire his fingertips
A song his spine
He must have found his
He should be put away,

Surrounded by the
Now I'm boarding at the
When the echoes of my ecstasy
Wish I was

Sorry, I can't stop and now
I'm in of a hurry anyhow
But I'll send you a tape from