Luyện nghe bài hát Condor Ave

She took the Oldsmobile out past Avenue
She locked the car an' past into rhythmic quietude
Lights burning, dry and hoarse

I threw the screen door a bastard back and forth
The chimes fell over other, I fell onto my knees
Sound of the car off made me feel diseased

A shouting like you hear at the fairground
Now I'm picking up to put away anything of yours that's still
I don't what to do with your clothes or your letters
It'll make a out of you

She took the out past Condor Avenue
The fairground's lit, a man sits
By the she's driving through

Got his hat tipped bottle back in between his
Looks he's buried in the sand at the beach
I can't think you driving off to leave barely awake
To take a little nap the road is straight

I wish that car had been discovered
They took away the bottle and the hat he was
the one thing that he could never do
And it'll make a out of you

She took the Oldsmobile out past Avenue
were running around the scene
Looking for kind of clue

They never get uptight when a moth crushed
Unless a light bulb loved him very much
I'm lying down, smoke from my cigarette
Little whisper smoke that you'll never get

You're in your driving by the moon
Headlights burning bright of you
And someone's out on Condor Avenue
to make a whisper out of you

What a thing to say, did you really mean it?
You never said a word to me what passed between us
So now I'm leaving you
You can do whatever the you want to