Luyện nghe bài hát 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 if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

My gone 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

Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters back in
You not have got 'em
It was a problem at the post office or somethin'

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

I read about your Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him
I know you 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 posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat
Truly yours, your fan, this is Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The rain 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 it's not so bad, it's 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 still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
still called or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside concert you didn't have to
But you could signed an autograph for Matthew

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

I ain't that mad, but I just like bein' lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and her

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

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See, you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you

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

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

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

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

About that guy who could have saved that 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 have me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm

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

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

But I didn't slit her throat, I just her up, see I ain't like you
if she suffocates, she'll suffer 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 clouds up my and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

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

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

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think 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 understand I do want you as a fan
I just want you to do some crazy shit

I seen this one on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant 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