Luyện nghe bài hát Where Zero Meets Fifteen

My car broke in Arizona, have to ride the bus again,
at ten-o-clock on Tuesday night, with thirteen and a broken pen.
I put my backpack on the bench, tell two I dont smoke,
see the cop the street, he thinks that I am selling dope,
I have walked another block, to get away from the scene.
Why it always come to this, where zero meets fifteen?
And so I gave my cents, to the man who peed his pants.
He passes out and falls on me, I watch my change from his hand.
I see the lady next to me, holds her baby blue.
The junkie gutter-punks asking, where I got my new tattoo.
What it matter anyway, thirteen cents or all I own?
How can I save the world, on cup-o-soup and student loans?
I want to try and the world, but it never goes that way.
God I dont know what to do, down at and Broadway.
Now the man with no shoes on, says I know how to play.
He says I all the time. He thinks that I am John Elway.
I put my down in my hands, water wells inside my eyes.
What do I to give them? Does it matter if I try?
I stand to see you suffer, I try to intellectualize,
a to end you pain, it doesnt work,
God knows Ive tried. my cup is overfilled.
Sometimes Im too afraid Im going to spill.