Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up maria everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a motion with her head. rolls over
And says gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
done
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to about everyone
She says, I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do
And it slips my what I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and older and
And always a little out of the way
You into her eyes and it's more than your heart will allow
In and everything after, you get a little less than you
expected
I stumbled into washington square just as the sun began to rise
And I across the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the shadow of st. in the sky
I'm just one of these late model children waiting for the
But ain't no sign of elvis in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll
She wants to be like me
And I want every damn I can see.
You know one day you're daddy's angel,
The day you're everything he wanted you to be
dress you up in white satin
And they give you very own pair of wings
In and everything after, I'm after everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
Well I got my
and I got my dollar home
And I got the number of girl in New York City
whos wide awake
so I never to spend the night alone
I got this nasty little
of peekin the shirts of all the little girls
as they me by
And I wonder it all catches up to me
and I finally break now
Did you think I was cry?
Well I got my disease
So take your filthy hands off of me
Well I hope you dont me to be crucified
The best they can do
is hang me from the nearest tree
Cause its midnight in San
and Im here for Jesus on my knees
In and everything after
I somebody else to bleed for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from North
I had confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I know is turning
and dancing their shirt off
in some Las Vegas line
So Im to New York City
Cause it got a little sleazy for me
I'm gonna myself alone
You know I'm never home
You make the changes the changes that you
But I no longer how to pray
I live in dog and its a Dalmatian parade
And I change my spots over and
but they never to fade away
I am the last Indian
looking for the where the buffalo roam
In August and everything
man them aint never comin home
In and everything after
man them buffalo aint comin home