Luyện nghe bài hát Visions of Johanna

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

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

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

Inside the museums, goes up on trial
Voices echo this is salvation must be like after a while
But Mona musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she
See the wallflower freeze
When the women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez, I find my knees"
Oh, and binoculars 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 can't at much, can ya man?"
As she, herself, for him
And Madonna, she has not showed
We see empty cage now corrode
her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now to the road
He writes been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish that loads
While my explodes
The harmonicas the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all remain