Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a little motion with her head. over
And says she's gonna sleep for a couple minutes
I said I'm sorry to for all the cold hearted things that I
have
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to just everyone
She says, forgotten what I'm supposed to do today
And it slips my mind what I'm to say
I'm older and older and older
And always a further out of the way
You look into her and it's more than your heart will allow
In august and everything after, you get a little than you
somehow
Well I stumbled into washington just as the sun began to rise
And I walked the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the shadow of st. in the sky
I'm just one of these late model waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm playing rock and roll thing
She wants to be like me
And I want every thing I can see.
You one day you're daddy's little angel,
The next day everything he wanted you to be
They you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of
In and everything after, I'm after everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
Well I got my
and I got my seven-million dollar
And I got the number of some girl in New York
whos always wide
so I never have to the night alone
I got this little habit
of peekin down the 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 I was gonna cry?
I already got my disease
So take your fuckin hands off of me
Well I hope you dont expect me to be
The best they can do
is hang me from the nearest tree
Cause its in San Francisco
and Im waiting for Jesus on my knees
In August and everything
I want somebody else to for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from North
Cause I had in the military mind
And now everyone I know is showgirl
and dancing their shirt off
in some Las Vegas hotel
So Im to New York City
it got a little sleazy here for me
I'm gonna myself alone
You know I'm never home
You make the changes the changes you need
But I no longer how to pray
I live in dog town and its a parade
And I my spots over and over
but they never to fade away
I am the last Indian
looking for the place the buffalo roam
In August and everything
man them buffalo aint never comin
In August and everything
man them aint never comin home