Luyện nghe bài hát The Dead Flag Blues

The car is on fire, and there's no at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a lonely suicides
And a dark wind

The government is
And we're on so drugs
the radio on and the curtains drawn

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

The sun has down
And the are all leering
And the flags are all at the top of their poles

It like this:

The buildings tumbled in on
Mothers clutching
Picked the rubble
And pulled out their

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

I said, "Kiss me, beautiful -
These are truly the days"

You my hand
And we fell it
a daydream
Or a

We up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure the valley of death

I up my wallet
And full of blood