Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For The Bus

i've standing here waiting for the bus
on a Saturday laundry on my
ultraviolet rays i'm posing for a shot
in a magazine what the does it mean?

i'm a travelling man from the car
i'm a miles away from my number one fan
my folks are getting tight let me out at night
you avoid the complications
there's no reason at all
when the right strikes we fly
drink my beer i'll wipe my tears
in the sky

another crime reason gets you everyday
the only that you can talk
you ain't got to say
well i'm up in a stupid game
i can't play
it's just a waste of but i'm in anyway

i've been here watching the signs
too cars at night belching in the moonlight
we're ninety as the sky turns to grey
the look like bees buzzing by the highway
the wheels are rolling like a rolling
alone i the road less traveled on
now i'm lying here for the day
on the deck
dreaming of a from a fairytale
chain my neck
a ride is all it but pains get in the way



i'm in it hey
i'm in it