Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion with her head. over
And says she's gonna sleep for a couple minutes
I said I'm to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
done
I said I'm sorry by now at least to just about everyone
She says, I've forgotten what I'm to do today
And it slips my mind I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and and older
And always a further out of the way
You into her eyes and it's more than your heart will allow
In and everything after, you get a little less than you
somehow
Well I stumbled into washington square just as the sun to rise
And I walked the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the of st. Marys in the sky
I'm one of these late model children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just me
And I want damn thing I can see.
You one day you're daddy's little angel,
The next day you're he wanted you to be
They you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of
In and everything after, I'm after everything.
I said
Well I got my
and I got my dollar home
And I got the number of girl in New York City
whos always wide
so I never have to spend the alone
I got this little habit
of down the shirts of all the little girls
as pass me by
And I wonder when it all up to me
and I break down now
Did you think I was gonna
Well I already got my
So take fuckin filthy hands off of me
Well I you dont expect me to be crucified
The that they can do
is just hang me from the nearest
Cause its in San Francisco
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my
In and everything after
I somebody else to bleed for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from North
Cause I had confidence in the mind
And now everyone I know is showgirl
and dancing with their off
in some Las Vegas line
So Im to New York City
Cause it got a sleazy here for me
I'm gonna find alone
You know I'm coming home
You the changes the changes that you need
But I no longer how to pray
I in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I change my spots and over
but they never seem to fade
I am the remaining Indian
looking for the place the buffalo roam
In August and everything
man them aint never comin home
In August and everything
man them buffalo aint comin home