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 snow
Like when burned down
Well yeah, there was noise but to mark the passing on
Of that great unspoken we had found

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

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

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

If you toss around some you might say that
Sal was a torch for the mob
But the mob's gone too, yeah the sign of them left
Is on every screen at the Multiplex and we go there no hey
'Cause there ain't no in this Connecticut town
No, not anymore, no, not since Sal's 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 terrain
And if anyone said never have fame and fortune
that bar you know, you'd ride that way again
I bet you'd ride that way