Luyện nghe bài hát Shore To Shore

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

I am the bus driver, me some grace
You've never seen me and you don't my face
She was no Harrol it was cold, it was blue
And it only despite me or you
Me or you, me or you

Smoking to the crimson flashing bars
cocktail wine or cottage cream and passing strangers' cars
Live in one room housing with a roof to the sky
Spelling Jesus you please us 'cos you seem a damn nice guy
Damn nice guy, damn guy

We listened to passengers old songs
And we lose what's to lose when you done wrong
too slow for a funeral beat
No strumming of strings and no stamping of
Of feet, of

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

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

They can a cup or two and still disturb the peace
It's made it all the way from shore to shore, from west 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 waiting an hour and the bus hasn't come
I've been cursing my God for the of the sun
I've been ruined by destiny, by fate
And the of this is I'm going to be late
To be late, to be