Luyện nghe bài hát The Sound Of Ataris

the sound of ataris working class men
who know that they'll never drive fast again
heroes are broken the is burnt
pictures of babies are with dirt
elbows are bleeding the sneakers have
rooftops have decaying goals
throw it away set free
run to the ocean don't worry me

i have of friends and the road has no end
and your time is your money and i've got to
on the outside of being removed
from forgotten theories i proved

i have lots of and my life is pretend
and i'll run and i'll run and i understand
how my feet stick out the cold desert
and people coffee inside redwood trees
renaissance uncles and aunts
have polar fleece cousins in old pants
with all published and pianos upgraded
and laptops for hearts that are and serrated
carve me a pawn, me a rook
make me the queen of my own
some branches and make me a cane
for when it gets hard to support my own

i have lots of friends and blended will mend
i'm bo peep and my are the dreams i attend
and unruly and wearing your shirt
pictures of are covered with dirt

i lots of friends and the road is my friend
and my thoughts are all stupider when they bend
over and underneath and around
pictures of are all underground
dead and buried down in the ground

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

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