Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets Of America

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

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

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

Black, tarred concrete, for me
dormant for you and your country
Hardened surface, within
Catch the sweat off the chin

Of men and women, and child
Who look to you and sterile miles
And in stares is bald dismay
For what you fuckin' promised led them

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

Hard-cracked, daunting, veins
False hope corridors to pastures is all that remains

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