Luyện nghe bài hát Trickle Down

You cease to the steel plant
After you've lived for a while
is snow is ash are leaves that blow
Through the air
All our houses dim their
To the same gray style
And we hang our out on Sundays
When they the furnaces off

daddy works up on the line
The and the Wilczewskis
Have been there the time
And everybody's squints into the sun
Sunday afternoon all the laundry's done

And sometimes a distant
Can set a dog to late at night
Then it dominoes on
Till every dog is in
The rumors of the lay offs
like a distant siren might
And we all up our ears
And paced the fence of the din

And every night, we were glued to the TV
At six
'Cuz it was to tell what was real
And was talk
They explained about the
All the earnest
What they didn't say was that the
Was shutting down

town is not the kind of place
That money go
make their jokes up on the TV
About all the
And they're condos downriver
From the plant had been
But nobody lives here
Now that the air is

And the assured us
It was all gonna trickle
it'd be raining so much money
That be sad to see the sun
Mr. Wilczewski's brother had business
Out in Denver, so they Denver
Everybody knows they were the ones

You to smell the steel plant
After you've here for a while