Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Chrome

Sunday I am and wild, Monday I go lame
I start twitching, Wednesday I'm insane
Thursday I lay dying, Friday I'm quite
Saturday I get carried away by things better left

But ain't no place, brother and love aint no word, sister
And prison ain't no building made of iron bars and
You can the rhyme and reason but in the realm of the unknown
You won't catch no true in that Alabama Chrome

For theres you will scale with ease
Yet where you Stumble
Sins you so regret and yet other that you enjoy
can beg forgiveness and the guitars can scream pain
But the contradictions are larger any language can explain

For in the secret territory where the preachers to steal
The jewel of heart, for they have no treasure of their own
There lies a sacred window in your the perfect stone
You'd throw it but you arms are round with that Alabama Chrome

The it is withering, humidity smothering
Strip of tape, a sly lie covering
in the side of the redneck ride
Going deep for the Crimson

Yeah, bump to the thump of the Selma slammer
Wanna up and down like a whack jackhammer
a little Sweet Home Alabama
Jimmy gimme wink a big film flamer

Bone and so weary of treating truth as a lie
I been down in the bunker of some fools alibi
Squint harder you will see the slim of the saints
It's whipping wild in the hurricane of all that is and all that

'Cause there's angels in the shed and spiders in the bed brother
And ghosts inside my father, no I am not alone
My is teeth without a mouth, my thoughts are marrow without bone
My are blinded by a thousand layers
Of goddamn Alabama Chrome