Luyện nghe bài hát Bd 3

Adolescent dreams and the of Tupac
Still the devil has all the best
Hip hop and an image to
Brother hardware under the
On the "Bin Laden was here"
Turn around and it
Soft spring and wild skies
Wild in all the kids' eyes
And no one's really sure if is home

We close early when the are slow
Hit the garage, Thornton road
Take a drive up on the moors
Park up in a we know

Sat in the back seats stoned
To forget everything at
about with bleeping phone
Gazing down on the below
Where no one's sure if this is home

Check the rear view mirror at the
To see who else is about
The dogs that run the streets
And the families all with secrets to

I lie awake and I the sounds
The wail and the car alarms
A call to and a call to arms
The bass of the boom-box cars
The first on the cheap guitars
Tinker ponies on the of the park
Drunks home and the dogs they bark
I know the like the beat of my heart

And it's not you're from or where you've been
It's not a matter of blood or family
Everybody what they want to believe
But they come from kind of refugee
Running something, turned out of somewhere
All looking for somewhere, from something
And no one's really sure if is home