Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Stretching

The sun comes across the harbor
And kisses the lady in the narrows
And she already shaky stands there
Blushing, clutching the torch of

Uptown Luigi who don't speak so good
Is an accident
Backing his dump truck the fence
The tin go clattering down the lane

A drowsy bum it's thunder
And pulls the news over his head to stop the

No, it ain't Day
No, it Armageddon

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

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

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

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

No, it World War IV
No, it World War IV

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

Nearby the a hooker makes a U
To a blind man to his pew in the park
Some long ago home jars the memory

The bag lady says, "Thank you" and
The herd of beaten tourists homeward
Having bitten off more than could chew
Moaning them old big blues

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

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

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

New York
Sunny New