Luyện nghe bài hát The Dead Flag Blues

The car is on fire, and no driver at the wheel
And the are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a wind blows

The government is
And we're on so many
With the on and the curtains drawn

We're in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is to death

The sun has down
And the billboards are all
And the flags are all dead at the top of poles

It like this:

The buildings tumbled in on
clutching babies
Picked through the
And pulled out their

The skyline was beautiful on
All twisted metal stretching
Everything in a thin orange haze

I said, "Kiss me, you're -
are truly the last days"

You grabbed my
And we fell it
a daydream
Or a

We woke up one morning and fell a little down
For it's the valley of death

I up my wallet
And it's full of