Luyện nghe bài hát A Knock Upon The Door

Hell! sang the young minstrel, tightly to your purses!
Bitter winter on this blonde city and curses!
The song ended and the onlookers did
Were I sincere, you bet Id
A knock the door

Hell! the Muse, intent, you take me for granted!
made me a harlot, if I may be candid!
The dropped her, not before they shopped her in a bidding war
Were I sincere, you bet Id
A knock the door

The tired minstrel, leaving town, the Muses weeping
He turned up the Elvis tape in his grey car,
Sex and Death! Was I not the breadth among the two? she
Were you sincere, I bet hear
my upon your door!

He said, Dear Muse, Come here! Need a lift
Youve got the wrong man, I was only kidding there.
I worship you! me for behaving like such a boor.
I am I hope to hear
knock upon my door!

The Causeless of Flawless Flaws has video on you. She scorned.
Evidence, in defense, should I have you burned, deformed.
Hey! Hell is and so will be your sores!
with sincere, hark, I hear
A upon the door.

The derisive Muse said, therapy isnt working, is it?
Memphis huckster-Hitler-hustler! Arent you a yet?
Always brooding the meaning of sex, to be poor.
is here! Hark, I hear
A knock the door.

His head throbbed under her voice, and soft
Beads streamed from his hair, his black t-shirts cloth
gut feeling was to leave her on the cutting-room floor
He thought, If I stay here, Ill hear
knock upon the door

Muse, exhausted, the accosted, her hand on her abdomen
A human to her songs, she could not condemn
Because of a communion they had had of
The blessed day is near, soon theyll
A upon the door