Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Stretching

The sun comes swaggering the harbor
And kisses the waiting in the narrows
And she already plenty shaky stands
Blushing, the torch of liberty

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

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

No, it Judgment Day
No, it ain't

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The bag says, "Thank you" and curtsies
The herd of beaten limp homeward
Having bitten off than they could chew
Moaning old big city blues

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

No, it ain't kind of ill wind
No, it ain't the world to an end

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

New York
Sunny New