Luyện nghe bài hát When Sal's Burned Down

Are we the for being surprised
That a silence could end no sound
Like the movie era, like with snow
Like when Sal's down
Well yeah, there was noise but to mark the passing on
Of that unspoken chance we had found

the night's end came well-trod and familiar
Like the Chaplin walk that fades to black
And there wasn't anyone trying to sell souls
were only trying to buy them back
They only 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 gold in your now
For once in your you can throw some weight around

And Sal, your sell-out, how can we blame you
We all want something to put our on
And you'll know the true throne that you've lost
the vinyl barstools are gone
Till the vinyl are gone

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

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