Luyện nghe bài hát Visions Of Johanna

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