Luyện nghe bài hát Tornado Girl!

Sandy has seen a more times than she's seen the grateful dead...
She in oklahoma,
Where the storms come fed,
And the numbers on mounting,
It's been twenty and counting
That been in the path of
Splintered trees and lead
That the dots between trailer parks
destruction that's painted blood red

And now she to chase them,
With me, in my civic,
"we'll keep a distance."
I say, "give me an
Where is mileage specific..."
is where the last one touched down,
(that's woody guthrie's old town) and,
(as if it would me around)
She singing "this land is your land"
I say, "ok, you win.....terrific."

Now, I've been to see something
That I wished wasn't there,
Though I've heard said of dentists,
And with in'laws, and from victims of the electric
But there I was, heading on 44,
Getting pelted by hailstones the size of barn
So, of course, none of were missing..
It was as if God was score,
And the were thundering their approval...
when I suggested our hasty removal

Just a mile down the road, this rain of hailstones
And a vaacuum of brought a turbulent peace....
The clouds started dancing, dressed up in green
And the sky in a jungle party theme--
There they gave to a barbed-wire wind
was frozen, her face had a maniacal grin,
A funnel cloud came roaring, down from the sky
Like the of the devil but twenty stories high!