Luyện nghe bài hát Asleep At The Wheel

Do you ever to count all the invitations
At the end of the day when it comes down to one
Dead beat girls and freaks at a convention
All these sugars no vitamin sensation

Do you ever stop to look old relations
Or look to the belly of one's emotions
Someone young in the of a revolution
to save his face in the evolution

Asleep at the
No
But you that the streets
Here don't

He's kept in the chain of mental starvation
Bone rail skinny, only feeding off
Unlike you who seem bred from
off the plates of an un-united nation

Asleep at the
No
But you know the streets
Here change

With a lover in the street whose waiting to a connection
To be the to the soul of your next abortion
She'll steal your money with the of a baby's complexion
Then she'll laugh at you and your invention

Smelling a rose, in the flowers of devotion
the heat of a spotlight in motion
With a full of mud even though you were only joking
As if you really understood the of isolation

at the wheel
No
But you know that the
Here don't

Your tongue so fast like a freight train on rollin'
With the smile you gives to keep your mouth from closin'
Every engine burns as a of the explosion
Locked in neutral engines are broken

Like candle wax that sun melts into the
Like the moon that the tracks of the old train station
You can color in the of the Mother Earth's addictions
And not hold a gun in the of the Earth's abduction

Asleep at the
No
But you know the streets
don't change