Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Volcano

Flew existence, just a sweet bird of youth.
my friends on the pavement,
Hid my on the roof.
in a blanket from the national health.
It money but then what is wealth?

My dad he left me in '56,
The moon got tilted and the was mixed.
My mother me, but she couldn't do much,
She brought her up in a rabbit hutch.
Well it all right,
it felt good every night.

Chuck berry riffing me into my teens,
The way I swaggered it was james dean.
In indo china were getting hot,
I found the answer on a car lot.

The sun gets murdered as we hold the night,
The road's a river, but it alright.
signals flashing and the border's gone,
I'm rolling southward to a bell song.