Luyện nghe bài hát The Observations Of A Crow

Written by Marty

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

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

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

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

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

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