Luyện nghe bài hát Visions of Johanna

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so
We sit stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights from the opposite loft
In this room the heat just cough
The country music plays soft
But there's nothing, really to turn off
Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my

In the empty lot where the ladies blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D"
We can hear the night click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's
Louise, she's all right, she's near
She's delicate and seems like the
But she just it all too concise and too clear
That not here
The ghost of 'lectricity in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now my place

Now, little boy lost, he himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he to live dangerously
And bringing her name up
He speaks of a kiss to me
sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the while I'm in the hall
How can I
It's so to get on
And visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn

Inside the museums, infinity up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway
You can tell by the way she
See the primitive freeze
When the jelly-faced women all
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez, I can't my knees"
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang 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 someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a for him"
But like Louise says
"Ya can't at much, can ya man?"
As she, herself, for him
And Madonna, she has not showed
We see this cage now corrode
her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now to the road
He writes ev'rything's been returned was owed
On the of the fish truck that loads
my conscience explodes
The play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all remain