Luyện nghe bài hát The Light In My Little Girl's Eyes

The street looked kind of different - harsher sharper
angles. Shops stacked with stereos and rows of magazines. Smells
of coffee, glossy limousines. The sun danced on the chromium.
eyes in the light. Lights turned red as elbows jabbed, voices
snarled and luck turned sour, Children screamed! were
screeching! Knees were pumping, were crunching... Crushing,
deeper...
The street looked kind of different. The paving stones playing
cards, and cried out as I skipped from the red to the black. a
joke the joker, saluted all the kings, threw a ring to the
blackest queen who ushered me away to the palace in the square
the air's so cold and it so lonely in the night.
She whispered secrets on the couch by the TV. 3D visions of a
soapflake, trumpets blared, a voice declared: "Are you dirty?"
Yes but also very pleased. applause, felt the claws in my back,
rocking backwards, rocking forwards in the groove. The moved!
The couch moved! We rolled on the felt, the vases off the
shelf... Watched ourselves in the mirror, like animals cannibals!
And you ate my ear so I on your shoulder... Rolled your tongue
up in my - I swallowed it whole. Flesh decreasing by the second
until all remained were the eyes, mine brown, yours black. Tilted
back, we stared at the hollywood sunset. now... it looks so
tonight. The light in my little girl's eyes...