Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets Of America

Desolate and without
Radiating from so septic sources
the fabric of a wayward people
Disappearing as the of our past

Scratched like into virgin soil
A substrate for and disarray
A network of broken dreams
Searching for a thoroughfare to take us

a little tale from the streets of America
Sparkled paved with pathos and hysteria
Trenchant, weary native sons, back
back and see the damage done
Meander to the horizon, the streets of

Black, tarred concrete, for me
Lying dormant for you and country
Hardened surface, cracked
the sweat from off the chin

Of men and women, senior and
Who look to you and sterile miles
And in their is bald dismay
For what you fuckin' promised led astray

Just another tale from the streets of
Sparkled promises paved with pathos and
Trenchant, weary sons, step back
back and see the damage done
Meander to the horizon, the streets of

Hard-cracked, daunting, lifeless
False hope corridors to greener is all that remains

Say a little from the streets of America
Sparkled paved with pathos and hysteria
Trenchant, weary native sons, step
Step and see the damage done
Shoot straight into the horizon, the streets of
Shoot straight the horizon, the streets of America