Luyện nghe bài hát Punch Drunk

way in
off guard by the gutter
everybody's spending his
just and making
someday will say, for what
nine to in a blind alley
equals three sheets to the
can't remember when it
don't know where that it

and there's never a day
you're beaten by nonfiction
God reads the headlinesthe front page hope is missing

away on a rebuilt freeway
straight away the slash and burn cities
is there
on a pointed nowhere
no one off here
no way to slow
there's of mind somewhere
for every someone that never thinks it

and there's a dull day
when you're beaten by
God reads the headlineswe're all listening

for drop of sweat that it takes
to out in wonder
knowing how or when to duck next
just sitting here drunk, all the wiser