Luyện nghe bài hát The Sound Of Ataris

the of ataris kills working class men
who know that they'll never drive fast cars
heroes are broken the is burnt
pictures of are covered with dirt
elbows are bleeding the sneakers holes
decaying rooftops have decaying
throw it away set yourself
run to the ocean don't 'bout me

i have lots of and the road has no end
and your time is money and i've got to spend
time on the outside of being
forgotten theories i never proved

i have of friends and my life is pretend
and i'll run and i'll run and i won't
how my stick out the cold desert breeze
and people drink coffee inside redwood
renaissance uncles and surgical
have fleece cousins in old navy pants
with all published and pianos upgraded
and for hearts that are sharp and serrated
carve me a pawn, me a rook
make me the of my own storybook
gather some branches and make me a
for when it gets hard to support my own

i have lots of friends and what's blended mend
i'm bo peep and my sheep are the i attend
small and unruly and your shirt
of babies are covered with dirt

i have lots of friends and the road is my
and my thoughts are all stupider when they bend
over and wrap and around
of babies are all underground
dead and they're buried in the ground

i have lots of
i have of friends
i have lots of
i have lots of

the sound of ataris me and my friends
'cause we know that never go back there again
sometimes we play
but not the same