Luyện nghe bài hát Visions Of Johanna

Ain't it just like the night to tricks when you're tryin' to
be so ?
We sit stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite
In this room the heat just cough
The country music plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to off
Just Louise and her lover so
And these visions of that conquer my mind.
the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what must be like after a while
But Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she
See the primitive freeze
the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one the mustache say, "Jeeze
I can't my knees"
Jewels and hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they it all seem so cruel.
The peddler now speaks to the countess pretending to care
for him
Sayin', "Name me someone who's not a and I'll go out and
say a for him"
But like Louise says
"Ya look at much, can ya man ?"
As she, herself, for him
And Madonna, she still showed
We see the empty now corrode
Where her of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now on the road
He writes been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish trucks that
While my conscience
The harmonicas play the keys and the rain
And these of Johanna are now all that remain.