Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Stretching

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

Luigi who don't speak English 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 to stop the rain

No, it ain't Day
No, it Armageddon

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

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

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

At the Acme store 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 World War IV

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

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

The bag says, "Thank you" and curtsies
The herd of tourists limp homeward
Having bitten off more than they chew
them old big city blues

Miss Liberty depicts her qualms and
subway starts rattling
And cans go clattering down the hill

No, it some kind of ill wind
No, it the world coming to an end

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

Sunny New
Sunny New