Luyện nghe bài hát True Dreams of Witchita

Signal got to the satellite
Got lost in the up to the plunge down
Man sends the ray of the light
Sends the impulse the air, down to home

And you can stand on the arms of the Williamsburg
Crying, hey man, well, is Babylon
And you can out on a bus, the outside world down to Louisiana
You can say, with you

I've seen the rains of the real slink forward on the plain
seen the Kansas of your sweet little myth, you've never seen it, no
I'm half on the drinks you mixed through your
True dreams of Wichita, true dreams of

A Brooklyn a sea in the asphalt stalks
Push out dead air a parking garage
Where you stand with the and your cool hat of silence
Where you grip her like a driver's license

seen you fire up the gas in the engine valves
I've seen hand turn saintly on the radio dial
I've seen the airwaves pull your eyes towards
Outside Topeka in the phone lines, her good seed smile was winding

The engine sputter goes, out of gasoline
say you had it, but you sold it
You didn't it, no, I'm half drunk on babble you transmit
Through your dreams of Wichita, true dreams of Wichita

it, I got, uhh, fed
I got, uhh, too much on bounce, on my head
I got to 'em up, I got to burn 'em up now
I got to go uptown,

I got a thing, I got a bit pushed
Got to stand on the corner and for mush
I got a bomb, I got a baby, bomb,
Got to on the corner and bellow for my friend Tom

I got a think, I got to it
I got to thing, team, I got to run my
True dreams, dreams, true dreams of Wichita

If I read the news, ol' boy about the lucky man who made the grave
And the news was rather sad, well, lines are sad so laugh
Well, are sad so laugh, well, lines are sad so laugh