Luyện nghe bài hát Earthquakes

(random noodling)

(Jian speaking)
I'm gonna go and see we're at...

(Murray something non-understandable)
yeah...???

(can studio workers in the background,
after the song begins)

(Dave, w/ Jian)
1...2...3...uhh...ehh...uhhh...ssss

(instrumental intro, says something like "oh baby" or "ready")

(Dave)
He doesn't if you're punctual
no for an early bird.

(Jian)
Ho!

(Mike like a bird)

(Dave)
And he don't care if dysfunctional,
we've only recently heard word.

And the nictotine user.
I think he doesn't really about that.

(Murray)
No.

(Dave)
The butcher, the baker, the boozer.
It doesn't matter if skinny or fat.

(All)
But, look at the clouds, at the earthquakes.
at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
at the wind...
(Dave)
Woo! How loose and free...
(All)
Look at these tiny botherin' me.

(Dave)
I've watching for seven straight hours
(others, in the background)
there hasn't a damn thing on!
(Dave)
And hasn't been a damn thing on.
And I like I'm losin' my powers.
(Mike)
uhh-huh-ho...
(Dave, w/ in the background saying "hey, hey, hey...")
All my get up and go has all

(Dave) (others in the background)
And I to my local panhandler I told a big fat lie to the pan-man
Said I couldn't the change
off straight but I get to meander
I got the aim but I don't the range
(others)
woah...

(All, w/ in the background even louder)
Look at the clouds, yeees, at the earthquakes.
Look at the moon the light of the sun makes.
Uh, at the wind...
(Dave) (others)
How it's loose and free... fa-du-da-du-da,
(All)
Look at tiny things botherin' me.

(voices in background still audible, random solos follow)

(Dave, w/ others, do scat singing)

(Dave)
Woooooahhhhh.........

(All)
Well, the future like distant thunder.
(Dave)
Well,
(All)
I'm never sure I'll get paid.
And I'm pissed that I'm not younger.
Gettin' pretty, love, gettin' laid.
And on the show, cat fight, playoff,
well, gives 'em a hand.
And the sounds like a payoff,
I don't understand.

(All, w/ voices in the background louder)
Look at the clouds, look at the (shhhhh...)
Look at the that the light of the sun makes.
(Dave)
Hey!
(All)
Uh, at the wind...
(Dave) (others)
Wooo!, how loose and free... fa-du-da-du-da, fa-du-da-du-da
(All)
at these tiny things botherin' me.
Look at these tiny botherin' me.