Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It 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 rain clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably 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 Rawkus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you write back,
See I'm like you in a way
I knew my father neither,
He used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window
And I see at all
And even if I it'll all be gray,
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans",
This be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I deserve it?
I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka,
You me to drive?
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy from
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
That's kinda how is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you scream about it
I hope conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
But I slit her throat, I just tied 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 at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And here's an for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some
And what's this shit us meant to be together?
That type of shit will make me not want us to each other
I really think you and your need each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time
Before you yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge
And had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!