Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets Of America

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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