Luyện nghe bài hát Valley Of The Dead Cars

A box of groceries
Rotten clothes, she's her knees
In the main chill
She at night in broke-down cars
Squirts the dreams her arms
She says, "Junkie-man, have fill."

Well, she had friends went abroad and do not write
She says the hardest ones are those who stay

In the valley of the cars
they would end it all if they start
They sent out their to wander the world
Now can rest at last

You're out scootin' by the
and you're for a brave heart
Could've been your but you said you never gave
You to be home early
or you'll get 'round the head till bedtime
Now you hike the roads on half-shod feet
You hump the devil, you the police
Criss-cross Harlem playing hide-and-seek with

And now she lurches off as as a queen
to the waters in old Skibbereen--CHORUS

So I took her back me to my own true place
which was a and disintegrating cottage
overlooking a disused
and we lay there in silence, silence
until just before dawn when she over onto me

come withal in their Japanese cars
They where the good meal bargains are
and spy by the side of the road
in the twilight, and storm
She her thumb in futile haste
Contempt to her is to taste
The told her, "Do not waste sensation."

When the towns are all just empty shells
she will still be here what she does well

In the valley of the dead
at the of a flooded mine
I will embrace you
and we'll wait for the sun to
in the valley of the dead
The valley of the dead