Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I two letters back in autumn
You must not got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post office or

Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's up man, how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? name her Bonnie

I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm
I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with

I got a room full of your posters and pictures, man
I like the you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan, is Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you want to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have an autograph for Matthew

my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no
That's pretty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do

I ain't that mad, but I don't like bein' lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You write back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I knew my father neither
He used to always on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're sayin' in your
So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a with your name across the chest

Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I about you 24/7

But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one
She don't know what it was like for like us growing up
You've call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last I ever send your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect

So this is my I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could saved that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found
That's kinda how this is, you could rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm

And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' your off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it

And when you dream, I hope you sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscious at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk

But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll more and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to this shit out?

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Stan, I to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter
And here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on starter cap

I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally, just to diss you
And what's shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I think you need counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of shit'll make me not us to meet each other

I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to read letter
I just it reaches you in time

you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but
Why are you so mad? Try to that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy

I this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car found a tape but it didn't say who it was to
Come to about it his name was, it was you, damn