Luyện nghe bài hát 7th Avenue Static

Wear the crown made of on the day I was born
By the of a cold television
And I remember the boss in his
As he marched from the field of

Well he come home and it was just us alone
The and the widowed civilian
Then one April night after Ma her life
I down the street to oblivion

And I took the dumpsters were giving
And I did my best to
'Cause I that life's for the living
While you're
While you're

out the gin and the small violins
I'm a raging success as a
And colder than hell in this cardboard hotel
Which I share with a embezzler

So I beat my retreat down collister
To one of my holy
And they tangled my with wire and string
But I'm in a whirlpool of faces

And I'll take what the dumpsters are
And I'll do my best to
'Cause I still think that for the living
Yes I still that life's for the living

And I'll take what the dumpsters are
And I'll pray every to St. Giles
But I still think life's for the living
At least for a
At least for a