Luyện nghe bài hát Rhododendron

On the hottest of the year
Lying in a of rouge rhododendrons

A bottle of whisky my arm
Trying to a sky full of stars
I of order, I dream of fleets
Of Napoleon in

He said "Linus put blanket down
You've slammed your door too times"
He said "Linus put that blanket
The won't wait"

Boy, what you gonna do with life?

When I was your age, I was fleets
When I was your age, I was soaked in

And now you can't keep a job and you keep a wife
What a horrible you're gonna make of your life
Watched way too many American
To be John Wayne, Brando or James

Waiting so long for wrists to get thick
Waiting so for the next great party
So questions, so little to say
You don't need weights

Boy, what you gonna do your life?

So you want to be an artist, want to be a
Want to be remembered for what you create

So you want to be a cowboy, ride the distance
have to listen or answer to anyone

So you to be a boxer, surviving on your instincts
Relying on your fists and the of your wit

Are you bigger than these buildings and the around you?
Is your pain more worthy than else?

Drunk in the rhododendrons