Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Stretching

The sun comes swaggering the harbor
And kisses the lady waiting in the
And she already plenty stands there
Blushing, clutching the of liberty

Uptown Luigi who don't English so good
Is having an
his dump truck into the fence
The tin cans go clattering the lane

A drowsy bum thinks thunder
And pulls the news over his head to the rain

No, it ain't Day
No, it Armageddon

just the apple stretching and yawning
Just
New York its feet on the floor
It's the apple stretching and yawning
morning
New York putting its feet on the

refugees fleeing the cracked cisterns
Worm fruit trees stream out Grand Central
Pleased to be bagels and pollution

In Time new graffiti, old revolutions
A bag lady is cursing the waiter for giving her a coffee
Lucky he's a freak moonlighting

At the Acme discount over in Queens
The burglar starts to scream
A cop out his gun, fires one and yells, "Freeze!"

No, it ain't War IV
No, it ain't War IV

It's just the apple stretching and
morning
New York putting its feet on the
It's just the stretching and yawning
Just
New putting its feet on the floor

the Hudson a hooker makes a U
To help a man to his pew in the park
Some long ago home training jars the

The bag says, "Thank you" and curtsies
The herd of beaten tourists limp
bitten off more than they could chew
Moaning them old big blues

Miss Liberty depicts her and grins
Another starts rattling
And Luigi's cans go clattering down the

No, it ain't some kind of ill
No, it ain't the coming to an end

the apple stretching and yawning
Just
New York putting its on the floor
It's just the apple and yawning
Just
New putting its feet on the floor

Sunny New
Sunny New