Luyện nghe bài hát Driving away

the man in the tie
led me talking
the waving chips
i spoke fantastic, like a
like a piece of
no doors are

and weary now i set upon the year
and the
out of me every
ready of
that i might get it
and away
the metro sunset
the metro may

and now across the
your child
the sign, banana trees,
windows parted and
see the flat faced
sweeping up the
pick up little of meetings
and on way
is the donut shop
here is the early morning
i would drool in chlorine
yes here is the early mornings i spent training

and here is the
chasing 'j's' out on his skin
for license plates
and liquor
there is new mexico
and down there is
you can my mother and me wrapped up in a warm
scotch on the
the ice of each others eyes
looking just now
for

there is no direction but
every thing else is
but if you would me
seek me
in a
or a gas
in my american mothers
before she is too
to
how to say my

say it gently, once more
for me
with the of trucks and distant trains
the gold sticks
and the burnt skin of
me once again
in hot oil
silence and long, long
car keys and dash board
in the garbage
that honeycomb
of
weave the web too tight
don't catch me
speak to me in lines
the wheels turning
ever we go
dinner

the fire
of high and lipstick
laughing the red
her curtains
wild and a of me stuck in her mouth
wet always an
to the cities i

the east comes upon me and i
in stars
grip the
a good girl,
just know how to stop
this