Luyện nghe bài hát Driving away

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

and weary now i set upon the good
and the
out of me every
ready of
that i get it right
and away
the metro sunset
the golden may

and now the plains
take child
the sign, banana trees,
parted and hoping
see the faced delicatessen
sweeping up the
pick up little pieces of
and on way
here is the donut
here is the early light
where i would drool in
yes here is the early early i spent training

and is the highway
chasing 'j's' out on his skin
looking for license
and liquor
over there is new
and down is corpus
you can my mother and me wrapped up in a warm
on the rocks
the numbing ice of others eyes
just like now
for

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

say it gently, just more
for me
with the sounds of and distant trains
the gold sticks
and the skin of prayer
me once again
in hot oil
silence and long, days
car keys and board lights
in the garbage
that honeycomb
of
don't the web too tight
don't catch me
speak to me in lines
the steering wheels
where we go
dinner

the fire
of beam and lipstick
the red midwest
her curtains
wild and a of me stuck in her mouth
wet an outsider
to the i create

the entire east upon me and i
in stars
grip the
a good girl,
just don't know how to
thing