Luyện nghe bài hát Were Zero Meets Fifteen

My car broke down in Arizona, have to ride the bus again, at on
Tuesday night, thirteen cents and a broken pen.
I put my backpack on the bench, tell two people i smoke, see the cop
across the street, he that am selling dope.
I could walked another block, to get away from the scene.
Why does it always to this, where the zero meets fifteen?
And so i gave my cents, to the man who peed his pants.
He out and falls on me, i watch my change fall from his hands.
I see the lady to me, holds her baby black and blue.
The gutter-punks keep asking, where i got my new tatoo.
What does it matter anyway, thirteen cents or all I
HOw can i ever the world, on cup-o-soup and student loans?
I to try and save the world, but it never goes that way.
God i dont know to do, down oat Colfax and Broadway.
Now the man no shoes on, says i dont know how to play.
He i fumble all the time.
He that i am John Elway.
I put my face down in my hands, water inside my eyes.
What do i have to them?
Does it if i try?
I cant stand to see you suffer, i try to intellectualize, a to end
pain, it doesnt work, God knows Ive tried.
myu cup is overfilled.
Sometimes Im to afradi Im going to spill.