Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For The Bus

i've been standing here for the bus
on a Saturday on my back
ultraviolet rays i'm posing for a shot
in a magazine the hell does it mean?

i'm a travelling man straight the car
i'm a thousand miles from my number one fan
my are getting tight won't let me out at night
you can't the complications
when no reason at all
when the hand strikes we fly
i'll drink my beer i'll wipe my
in the sky

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

i've been sitting here watching the
too many cars at night in the moonlight
we're doing as the sky turns to grey
the people look like buzzing by the highway
the wheels are like a rolling stone
alone i choose the road less on
now i'm here waiting for the day
on the deck
dreaming of a from a fairytale
chain my neck
a is all it takes but pains get in the way



i'm in it hey
i'm in it