Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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

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

Dear Slim, I you but still ain't callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear 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 your man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
I mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't bein' lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back,
See I'm like you in a way
I never my father neither,
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you it
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one
She don't know it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

My tea's gone cold I'm 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 picture on my
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 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 sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
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 a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how is, you could a rescued 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 of your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it
And you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you
'Cause if she 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 send this out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that
And here's an autograph for brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, on, how fucked up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of shit will make me not want us to meet other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each
Or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches 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 you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!