Luyện nghe bài hát The Observations Of A Crow

Written by Stuart

Newspaper boy his rounds
Spreading the word all town
Driving his car just as fast as it go
There's papers in the driveway, in the yard
Paper a window, he didn't throw it that hard
But it shattered a dream, down in the valley below
Hey moon, well how was your night
Yeah well, any minute now gonna hit them brights
So if you stick around say that you weren't told
Well, it from me, you better grab your shades
And if he at you, well try not to look so afraid
do the best that you can, but don't think that he won't know

Creosote's dripping from the line poles
Fast as you can 'em, 12 in a row
Blessed accommodations, for the daily observations of a

Well, that cat down there, yeah, well he's the Flea
married to a waitress by the name of Lora Lee
When scream and they holler, man they put on a show
He's a witness from a Detroit job
Turned his friend in, his name is Bob
I know who got the time, but who do you think got the

Take a look at pilgrim, passing by
looking for love, I can see it in his eyes
He's running 'round in circles, you can it from me
His shadow for mercy of every lost and found
In city city, town after town
Tortured by the memory of a love he thought was to be

Creosote's dripping the high line poles
Fast as you can 'em, 12 in a row
accommodations, for the daily observations of a crow

I'm a scoopologist, the name is Crow
Sitting up here, the show
In one horse, drive-thru, forsaken, dried up piece of the world
Well, it ain't much but my kingdom, it's my home
Even had a queen till parakeet came along
talking, loud squawking, green feathered scrak took my girl.....