Luyện nghe bài hát Trickle Down

You cease to the steel plant
After you've there for a while
Smoke is snow is ash are leaves blow
the air aloft
All our houses dim sliding
To the soot gray style
And we hang our out on Sundays
they turn the furnaces off

Everybody's daddy works up on the
The Stienbrenners and the
been there the longest time
And everybody's mommy squints the sun
afternoon after all the laundry's done

And sometimes a siren
Can set a dog to barking at night
Then it on down
every dog is joining in
The first of the lay offs
like a distant siren might
And we all up our ears
And paced the fence of the din

And every night, we glued to the TV news
At six
'Cuz it was hard to tell was real
And was talk
explained about the cutbacks
All the frowns
What they say was that the plant
Was slowly shutting

This town is not the kind of
That people go
They make their up on the TV
all the snow
And they're building downriver
From the plant had been
But nobody lives here
Now that the air is

And the assured us
It was all gonna trickle
Like be raining so much money
we'd be sad to see the sun
Mr. Wilczewski's brother had some
Out in Denver, so left Denver
Everybody knows were the lucky ones

You cease to smell the steel
you've been here for a while