Luyện nghe bài hát True Dreams Of Wichita

Signal got to the satellite
Got in the, ride up to the
Plunge
Man sends the ray of the light
the impulse 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 rains of the real
Come forward on the
I've the Kansas
Of your little myth
never seen it, no
I'm half sick on the drinks you mixed, through

True dreams of
dreams of Wichita

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

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

sputters ghosts out of gasoline fumes
They say, "You had it, but you it"
You want it, no
I'm half on babble you transmit
Through

True dreams of
True dreams of

it
I got, uh, fed
I got, uh, too things on bounce, uh, my head
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 stand on the and bellow for mush
I got a
I got a baby bomb
Got to stand on the corner and bellow for my tom

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

True dreams of
dreams
True
True dreams of