Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets Of America

Desolate and purpose
Radiating from so many sources
Forming the fabric of a wayward
Disappearing as the vestiges of our

Scratched tartan into virgin soil
A for progress and disarray
A spreading network of broken
Searching for a to take us away

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

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

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

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

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

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