Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up 'cause everybody else has got someplace to go
She makes a motion with her head. rolls over
And says she's gonna for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the hearted things that I
done
I said I'm sorry by now at least once to about everyone
She says, forgotten what I'm supposed to do today
And it slips my mind what I'm to say
I'm getting and older and older
And always a further out of the way
You look into her eyes and it's more than your will allow
In and everything after, you get a little less than you
somehow
Well I stumbled washington square just as the sun began to rise
And I walked the lawn to the cathedral
And lay down in the of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of late model children 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 every damn thing I can see.
You know one day daddy's little angel,
The next day you're everything he you to be
They dress you up in satin
And give you your very own pair of wings
In august and everything after, I'm everything.
I lalalalalalalalalala
I got my reservations
and I got my seven-million dollar
And I got the of some girl in New York City
always wide awake
so I never to spend the night alone
I got nasty little habit
of peekin down the shirts of all the little
as pass me by
And I when it all catches up to me
and I finally break now
Did you I was gonna cry?
Well I already got my
So take your fuckin hands off of me
Well I hope you dont expect me to be
The that they can do
is just hang me from the tree
its midnight in San Francisco
and Im waiting for Jesus on my knees
In August and everything
I want somebody to bleed for me
I lalalalalalalalala...
Came down from North
I had confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I know is showgirl
and dancing with shirt off
in some Las hotel line
So Im to New York City
it got a little sleazy here for me
I'm gonna myself alone
You I'm never coming home
You make the changes the changes that you
But I no longer how to pray
I live in dog town and its a Dalmatian
And I my spots over and over
but never seem to fade away
I am the remaining Indian
looking for the where the buffalo roam
In and everything after
man them buffalo aint never comin
In August and everything
man them buffalo never comin home