Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets Of America

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

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

Just a little 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 of America

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

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

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

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

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