Luyện nghe bài hát Shore To Shore

Shore to shore, got land between
life is living from a cup of broken queens
Hit the jackpot rolling through a pipe dream in a
And I'm missing was pissing up the wall that I forgot
I forgot, I

I am the bus driver, give me some
never seen me and you don't know my face
She was no Katie it was cold, it was blue
And it happened despite me or you
Me or you, me or you

paper to the crimson flashing bars
Drinking cocktail or cottage cream and passing strangers' cars
Live in one room housing with a to meet the sky
Spelling Jesus won't you please us 'cos you seem a nice guy
Damn nice guy, nice guy

We listened to stamping old songs
And we lose what's to when you haven't done wrong
too slow for a funeral beat
No of strings and no stamping of feet
Of feet, of

It's awfully of you to think of me
And not so hard to see you smoking fags and drinking tea
It's the lost at seasick with a floating on the waves
To join the other with the ripped up queens and knaves
Queens and knaves, and knaves

There lies a lady, she's and she's gone
She'll be a fine lady before too
But I hit her head and she finished her
She shouldn't be dead, she was too busy
Busy talking, talking

They can fill a cup or two and disturb the peace
It's never made it all the way from shore to shore, from to east
I read that independence was a in your step
You walked away, I felt so heavy at the start of day
day, every day

I've been waiting an and the bus hasn't come
I've been my God for the lack of the sun
been ruined by destiny, lowered by fate
And the upshot of is I'm going to be late
To be late, to be