Luyện nghe bài hát Gassed and Stoked

Well, you your tracks
and now I see you
You had your ashes at sea
There's no to visit no tombstone to look at
You in the NY Times obituary
There's no no tape no book no movie
photographs and some memories
Sometime I dial your photo number by
and this is what I

is no longer a working number baby
Please your call
This is no longer a number
Your doesn't live here anymore
is no longer a working number
if you require help
on the line and an operator
will try to you out

I knew I should seen you that Thursday
I I shouldn't left
But you sounded so good spirits so up
I thought I'd see you next
I say over and over if I had a brain
if I had half a brain in my
I wouldn't sit here dialing a number
and listening to some recording said

I knew I should have written, written things
I always say never forget
Who can forget a pilot
a concert pianist
A 0painter a songwriter supreme
My friends are blending in my
melting into one great spirit
and that spirit isn't

Now I may not remember everything that you
But I remember all the sings you've
And not a day goes by not an
I don't try to be like you
You gassed, stoked and rarin' to go
and you were way all the time
So I you know why I'm laughing at myselves
every time I dial the line

This is no a working number baby