Luyện nghe bài hát The 3 Kids in Brooklyn

Well, I left the town of sinners, priests and meth lab stalls
To myself a few more just like me
The option's pretty and the order's pretty tall
To swim the hippest in the sea

Somewhere in the sticky city, back and forth
I found myself a squat in
Nobody seemed the same sincerely could be a curse
But everyone's the same with different

I'm not sure what about me they can't understand
No one's really from here, they all pretend
That's what they've about
Those three kids left in Brooklyn sure how to spin me out

I see a guy named Ian morning at the store
Always dissing with his eyes
He always a sweater even in the warmest weather
Not to say what he despised

But I did a little searching you know, and much to my
A few years back a cover band
He yelled at me and said the is full of lies
And I never saw Ian again

I'm not sure what part about him can't understand
No one's really from here, just all pretend
That's what they've about
Those two left in Brooklyn, they know how to spin me out

I grabbed shots in Decatur with a girl that's on my
She's the best that I know
Her band's always and they always say they're juggling
All their schedules to play a show

Working at American Apparel, selling women's clothes to
She got a to play in someone's band I don't know well
She don't wanna do it, so broke that she said screw it
Then I never to her again

Well, I'm not what part about her she didn't understand
Nobody's from here, they just all pretend
what they've been about
That one kid left in Atlanta, fuck place, I'm getting out