Luyện nghe bài hát Tuesday

Saw the sun up again.
Last papers and a pack of darts
got me through 'til ten.
The ten five minutes late.
I really just get out more these days.
Next is coughing up his lungs.
Two A.M. I'm she said
She's gonna get a gun.
I blacked out from to five.
You hear what's going on outside.

As the morning bread goes
On the corner they're waiting
Just for hour to start.
And I'm why his kids are late
I really should just get out more days.

Days, and each one
there's so I'll never know
If I don't get
If I get home, home.

And old still his rust
And comes and goes
Like any night bus.
I do a lot more with my time
But you should hear going on outside.