Luyện nghe bài hát Where Zero Meets Fifteen

My car down in Arizona, have to ride the bus again,
at ten-o-clock on night, with thirteen cents and a broken pen.
I put my on the bench, tell two people I dont smoke,
see the cop the street, he thinks that I am selling dope,
I could have walked another block, to get from the scene.
Why does it always to this, where zero meets fifteen?
And so I gave my thirteen cents, to the man who his pants.
He passes out and falls on me, I my change fall from his hand.
I see the lady next to me, her baby black blue.
The junkie gutter-punks asking, where I got my new tattoo.
What does it matter anyway, thirteen or all I own?
How can I ever save the world, on cup-o-soup and student
I want to try and save the world, but it never that way.
God I dont know what to do, at Colfax 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 face down in my hands, wells inside my eyes.
What do I have to give them? Does it if I try?
I cant to see you suffer, I try to intellectualize,
a to end you pain, it doesnt work,
God knows Ive tried. my cup is overfilled.
Im too afraid that Im going to spill.