Luyện nghe bài hát Pulaski Skyway

Oh but to dance on steel, the sky Pulaski way
By the fires of Elizabeth, never to amaze
So hats off to the casualties , tra loo tray lay

Oh that swamp of grabbing hands
you under New Amsterdam
Chinese hold their secrets well
How many are one can never tell

Got to get religion, they join that underground church
Even the mole people got to get
They gonna that underground church

Art for the bourgeoisies, lab rats for the cat
estate moguls, Chump Towers
When the wind blows you can hear the go
Rat a tat rat a tat tat tat

Jimmy in the Meadowlands
down that union man
Grab his ankles,
Oh how Jets do roar

Got to get religion, they gonna join underground church
Even the mole people got to get
They gonna join underground church

Oh but to just on sewage, cold seagull pie
Wrestle albino and spin the good lie
Oh that swamp full of hands

Pull you under New
boxes hold their secrets well
How many are there one can tell

Got to get religion, they gonna that underground church
the mole people got to get religion
They join that underground church