Luyện nghe bài hát The Observations of a Crow

Newspaper boy his rounds
Spreadin' the word all over
Drivin' his car just as fast as it go

There's papers in the driveway, papers in the
Paper broke a window, he didn't throw it that
But it shattered like a dream in the valley below

Hey, quarter moon, how was your night?
well, any minute now God's gonna hit them brights
So if you stick around, don't you say that you weren't

Well, take it from me, you better your shades
If He looks at you, ooh, well try not to look so
do the best that you can, but don't you think that He won't 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 Louie the flea
He's married to a waitress by the name of Lee
When they and they holler, man they put on a show

He's a protected witness a Detroit job
Turned his friend in, his name is Bob
I know who got the time, but who do you got the dough?

Take a look at that passin' by
He's for love, I can see it in his eyes
He's runnin' 'round in circles, you can take it me

His shadow begs for that every lost and found
In after city, town after town
Tortured by the memory of a love he thought was to be

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

Well, I'm a scoopologist, the name is Crow
Sitting up here, watching the
In this one horse drive-through, forsaken, dried up piece of the

Well, it ain't much but it's my kingdom, my home
Even had a till that parakeet came along
Fast talking, loud squawking, green feathered took my girl, later