Luyện nghe bài hát 33rd Of August

Well, there's no salvation
The band's up and gone
And I'm left standing with my penny in my

There's a big at the station
Where the blind man sings his
But he sees, Lord, what they can't

the 33rd of August, Lord
And I'm finally down
days from Sunday
Finds me Saturday

Once I stumbled through the
down to my knees
A thousand voices screaming in my

Woke up in a car
Busted down for
And outside my cell, it sure as hell, it looked rain

Now, got my dangerous feeling
lock and chain
I've killed my nature with a smile

Though the demons danced and sang their
Within my brain
Not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were

Yesterday's newspaper no rain for today
news was old news
So I threw it

Some at night, Lord, you know
I can still feel the
And, outside my cell, it sure as hell, it looks rain