Luyện nghe bài hát The Observations of a Crow

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

papers in the driveway, papers in the yard
Paper a window, he didn't throw it that hard
But it like a dream down in the valley below

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

Well, take it me, you better grab your shades
If He looks at you, ooh, well try not to so afraid
Just do the best that you can, but you think that He won't know

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

Well, that cat down there, yeah, well he's Louie the
He's married to a by the name of Lora Lee
When they scream and they holler, man put on a show

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

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

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

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

Well, I'm a genuine scoopologist, the name is
up here, watching the show
In this one horse drive-through, forsaken, dried up of the world

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