Luyện nghe bài hát Truckload of Art

Once a time, sometime ago
Back on the East in New York City, to be exact
A of artists and painters and sculptors and musicians
And poets and and dancers and architects

All started feeling real superior to their ego
Out on the Coast
So they all got together and
They would those snotty surfer upstarts
A thing or two about the Big

And they themselves a truck
It was a big, new white-shiny chrome-plated cab-over
Peterbilt with mud flaps, stereo, TV, AM and FM
Leather seats and a Naugahyde

All fresh new American Flag decals and "ART ARK"
Printed on the side of the door solid twenty-four karat gold leaf type
And they filled up this truck with the most piles
And heaps of art work to ever be assembled in modern times

And it it West
To chide, cajole, humble and humiliate the Golden
And this is the story of that truck

Hail, a truckload of art from New York
Came rollin' the road
Oh, the was singing and the sunset was pretty
But the truck over and she rolled off the road

Yeah, the truckload of art, burning near the highway
Precious objects are scattered all over the
And it's a terrible sight if a were to see it
But there weren't nobody

Yeah, the driver went high in the sky
Landing in the gold lap of the
Who smiled and then said, "Son, you're off dead
Than haulin' a truckload of hot avant-garde"

Yeah, the truckload of art, it's near the highway
Precious are scattered all over the ground
And it's a terrible sight if a person to see it
But there nobody around

Yes, an important artwork was burning to the ground
Tragically in the weeds
And the smoke could be seen, ah, for miles all
Yeah, but nobody what it means

Yeah, the truckload of art, it's burning the highway
And a tough job for the patrol
Ah, they'll soon see the an' come runnin' to poke
Then dig a deep ditch and throw the arts in a

Yeah, the truckload of art, it's burning near the
And raging far out of control
And what the critics have is now shattered and queered
And their noble reviews have been on the road

Yeah, the of art, it's burning near the highway
Precious objects are scattered all the ground
A terrible sight if a were to see it
But weren't nobody around