Luyện nghe bài hát When Sal's Burned Down

Are we the for being surprised
That a silence end with no sound
Like the silent movie era, like with
Like when Sal's burned
Well yeah, there was but nothing to mark the passing on
Of great unspoken chance we had found

Where the night's end came well-trod and
Like the Charlie Chaplin walk that fades to
And there wasn't anyone to sell their souls
They were trying to buy them back
They were trying to buy them back

Well yeah, was a Sal
He walked with bulging 'round town
he was up to no good
Or he just got excited things burn down
Well, I guess he got the idea, if you hold a chunk of in your hand now
For once in your you can throw some weight around

And Sal, your sell-out, how can we blame you
We all want to put our fingers on
And you'll never know the true that you've lost
Till the vinyl are gone
Till the vinyl are gone

If you toss some words you might say that
Sal was carrying a for the mob
But the mob's gone too, yeah the only sign of left
Is on every screen at the Multiplex and we go no prob hey
'Cause there ain't no cowboy's in this town
No, not anymore, no, not since Sal's down

Once you dip tin cup down in the muse's watering hole
Or pioneer a new patch of common
Then you'd lie on time-traveled bedroll
amazed at the expansive terrain
And if said you'd never have fame and fortune
Just that bar you know, you'd that way again
I bet you'd ride that way