Luyện nghe bài hát Visions of Johanna

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

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

Now, little boy lost, he takes so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live
And when her name up
He speaks of a farewell to me
sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall I'm in the hall
How can I
so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they me up past the dawn

Inside the museums, goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the blues
You can by the way she smiles
See the primitive freeze
When the jelly-faced women all
Hear the one the mustache say, "Jeez, I can't find my knees"
Oh, jewels and hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all so cruel

The peddler now speaks to the countess pretending to care for him
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always
"Ya look at much, can ya man?"
As she, herself, for him
And Madonna, she still has not
We see this cage now corrode
Where her cape of the once had flowed
The fiddler, he now to the road
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was
On the back of the truck that loads
While my conscience
The play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all remain