Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little with her head. rolls over
And says she's gonna sleep for a couple more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things I
have
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to just about
She says, I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do
And it slips my mind I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and older and
And always a further out of the way
You look into her eyes and it's more your heart will allow
In august and everything after, you get a little than you
expected
Well I stumbled into square just as the sun began to rise
And I walked across the to the cathedral
And lay down in the of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of these model children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of elvis in san
It's just me, and I'm playing this rock and roll
She to be just like me
And I want every thing I can see.
You know one day you're little angel,
The next day everything he wanted you to be
dress you up in white satin
And they give you your very own of wings
In and everything after, I'm after everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
I got my reservations
and I got my dollar home
And I got the number of some girl in New York
whos wide awake
so I never to spend the night alone
I got this little habit
of down the shirts of all the little girls
as they me by
And I wonder when it all up to me
and I finally break now
Did you think I was gonna
Well I got my disease
So take your fuckin hands off of me
Well I hope you dont me to be crucified
The best that can do
is just hang me from the tree
Cause its in San Francisco
and Im here for Jesus on my knees
In and everything after
I want else to bleed for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from North
Cause I had confidence in the military
And now everyone I know is turning
and dancing with shirt off
in some Las hotel line
So Im going to New York
Cause it got a little here for me
I'm gonna find alone
You know I'm never home
You the changes the changes that you need
But I no longer how to pray
I in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I change my spots and over
but they seem to fade away
I am the remaining Indian
for the place where the buffalo roam
In and everything after
man them buffalo never comin home
In August and after
man buffalo aint never comin home