Luyện nghe bài hát Too Long In The Wasteland

Hear the trucks on the highway, And the of the clocks
There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon, Bullet in the mailbox
Bullet in the mailbox, Keyholes in my mind
Too in the wasteland
Too in the wasteland
I've behind

She won't you come see me, When the sun goes down
It'll be just like the old days, I used to let you hang around
Well I don't know, I might not the language any more
Too in the wasteland
Too in the wasteland
I've some doors

People in the village, Watch the children
At the sight of a stranger, They call the kids
Just that man alone, I hear the mothers say
Too long in the
Too in the wasteland
What's made him way

I intended, To bend the rules
Whiskey don't make liars, It makes fools
So I didn't mean to say it, But I meant what I
Too in the wasteland
Too in the wasteland
Must have gone to my

Jet trails in the sunset, a way away
cuttin' cross the horizon, At the of the day
And it calls out to me, Come fly away, I've
Too long in the
Too long in the
I believe I'll to stay

Too in the wasteland
Too in the wasteland
I'll have to

There's a ghost of a moon in the
holes in the mailbox
Bullet in the mailbox