Luyện nghe bài hát Truckload of Art

Once upon a time, ago
Back on the coast in New York City, to be exact
A bunch of artists and and sculptors and musicians
And poets and writers and dancers and

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

And they hired a truck
It was a big, spanking new chrome-plated cab-over
with mud flaps, stereo, TV, AM and FM radio
Leather seats and a Naugahyde

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

And it sent it
To chide, cajole, humble and the Golden Bear
And this is the true of that truck

Hail, a truckload of art from New City
Came rollin' the road
Oh, the driver was singing and the sunset was
But the turned over and she rolled off the road

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

Yeah, the driver went sailing 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 burning the highway
Precious are scattered all over the ground
And it's a terrible sight if a were to see it
But weren't nobody around

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

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

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

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