Luyện nghe bài hát True Dreams Of Wichita

Signal got lost to the
Got in the, ride up to the
down
Man sends the ray of the electric
Sends the through the air
Down to

And you can
On the arms of the Waynesburg
hey man, "Well this is Babylon"
And you can out on a bus
To the outside down to Louisiana
You can take her you

I've seen the of the real world
Come on the plain
seen the Kansas
Of sweet little myth
You've never it, no
I'm sick on the drinks you mixed, through your

dreams of Wichita
True of Wichita

Brooklyn a sea in the asphalt stalks
out dead air from a parking garage
Where you with the keys
And your hat of silence
Where you grip her love like a license

I've you fire up the gas in the engine valves
I've your hand turn saintly on the radio dial
I've seen the airwaves your eyes towards Heaven
Outside in the phone lines
Her good teeth smile was down

Engine ghosts out of gasoline fumes
say, "You had it, but you sold it"
You didn't it, no
I'm half drunk on babble you
Through

True dreams of
True of Wichita

it
I got, uh, fed
I got, uh, too much things on bounce, uh, my
I got to 'em up
I got to 'em up now
I got to go uptown,

I got a
I got a bit pushed
Got to on the corner and bellow for mush
I got a
I got a bomb bomb
Got to stand on the and bellow for my friend tom

I got a thing, I got to it
I got to thing,
I got to run my
dreams
True

True dreams of
dreams
True
True of Wichita