Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets Of America

Desolate and purpose
Radiating from so many septic
Forming the of a wayward people
Disappearing as the of our past

Scratched like tartan into soil
A substrate for and disarray
A spreading network of dreams
for a thoroughfare to take us away

Just a little tale the streets of America
promises paved with pathos and hysteria
Trenchant, weary sons, step back
Step and see the damage done
Meander to the horizon, the streets of

Black, concrete, pine for me
Lying dormant for you and your
Hardened surface, cracked
Catch the sweat from off the

Of men and women, senior and
Who look to you and your sterile
And in their stares is dismay
For what you fuckin' promised led them

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

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

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