Luyện nghe bài hát Visions of Johanna

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

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

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so
He brags of his misery, he likes to dangerously
And when 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 these visions of Johanna, they me up past the dawn

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

The peddler now speaks to the countess 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 look at much, can ya man?"
As she, herself, for him
And Madonna, she still has not
We see this empty cage now
Where her cape of the stage 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
While my conscience
The play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all remain