Luyện nghe bài hát August & Everything After

They're wakin' up maria 'cause else has got someplace to go
She makes a motion with her head. rolls over
And says she's sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to for all the cold hearted things that I
done
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 my mind what I'm supposed to say
I'm getting older and older and
And a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes and it's more than your heart will
In august and everything after, you get a little than you
expected
Well I stumbled into washington square as the sun began to rise
And I across the lawn to the cathedral
And lay in the shadow of st. Marys in the sky
I'm just one of these model children waiting for the king
But there ain't no of elvis in san fransisco
It's just me, and I'm playing rock and roll thing
She wants to be just 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
They dress you up in satin
And they give you very own pair of wings
In august and after, I'm after everything.
I said
I got my reservations
and I got my seven-million dollar
And I got the number of some in New York City
whos always awake
so I never have to spend the night
I got nasty little habit
of peekin the shirts of all the little girls
as pass me by
And I wonder it all catches up to me
and I break down now
Did you think I was gonna
Well I got my disease
So take your fuckin filthy 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 in San Francisco
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my
In August and everything
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 showgirl
and dancing their shirt off
in some Las hotel line
So Im going to New City
Cause it got a little here for me
I'm gonna find myself
You I'm never coming home
You make the the changes that you need
But I no longer know how to
I live in dog town and its a Dalmatian
And I change my spots over and
but they never seem to fade
I am the last Indian
looking for the where the buffalo roam
In August and after
man them buffalo never comin home
In August and after
man buffalo aint never comin home