Luyện nghe bài hát The Observations Of A Crow

Written by Stuart

Newspaper boy his rounds
the word all over town
Driving his car as fast as it will go
There's in the driveway, papers in the yard
Paper broke a window, he didn't throw it 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 grab your shades
And if he at you, well try not to look so afraid
Just do the best that you can, but don't think that he know

Creosote's from the high 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 Louie the
married to a waitress by the name of Lora Lee
When they and they holler, man they put on a show
He's a protected from a Detroit job
Turned his best friend in, his is Bob
I know who got the time, but who do you think got the

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

Creosote's 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 scoopologist, the name is Crow
up here, watching 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 that came along
Fast talking, loud squawking, green scrak took my girl.....