Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Apples

Diamonds and cars
to burn
I got my in the clouds
I got these thoughts to
Got my feet in the
I got a on the hill
I got a headache like a
Twice the price of my

And it's a cold day, it's a drift
I this traffic is hell
Can you give me a
And I'll try to paint a
Got your to tell
you got to make a living
With what you bring to sell

I got genuine

Bad
Free
For your o' mind
$9.95
I got my camera from customs
Got my law fees up to
Hell must've seen me comin'
Ain't this life so fuckin'

When the hit the fan
It was all I stand
Yeah, well I'm a flyer
My body's while it can
But what I don't understand is
My world gettin' no brighter

If I touch the sky
Well I would on by
While everybody's
Hell I'm another guy
If it up to me
I'd say leave me be
Why let one bad
Spoil the damn bunch

and caviar
Now you pour my apathy
I'd have all my covered
If I could my hands to see
But now down in the deep end
Where they'd love to watch you
I said your laundry use washing
We'll it up all over town

I said Hollywood's like a
An we're down on sunset
An you'll be down the clorox
'Til your life's all nice and

When the hit the fan
It was all I could
Yeah, well I'm a flyer
My breathing while it can
But I don't understand is that
My ain't gettin' no brighter

If I touch the sky
Well I would on by
While talkin'
Hell I'm just guy
If it up to me
I'd say leave me be
Why let one bad
the whole damn bunch

When the hit the fan
It was all I could
Yeah, I'm a frequent flyer
My body's while it can
But what I don't understand is
My world ain't no brighter

If I could the sky
I would float on by
While everybody's
Hell I'm another guy
If it up to me
I'd say leave me be
Why let one bad
Spoil the whole damn
Why let one bad
Spoil the whole damn

Boy