Luyện nghe bài hát When Sal's Burned Down

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

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

yeah, there was a Sal
He walked with bulging pockets town
Either he was up to no
Or he just got excited watching things burn
Well, I he got the idea, if you hold a chunk of gold in your hand now
For once in your life you can throw some around

And Sal, your slimeball sell-out, how can we you
We all something to put our fingers on
And you'll never know the true throne you've lost
Till the barstools are gone
the vinyl barstools 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 them
Is on every screen at the Multiplex and we go no prob hey
'Cause there ain't no cowboy's in Connecticut town
No, not anymore, no, not since burned down

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