Luyện nghe bài hát Alfred Jones

Alfred Jones died somewhere in the
Alone in his home where he was
Although he was just a man without
Cops were called to look for somebody to
Who it for money, who done it for fame
Booked three bald teenagers for second-degree

But who today is of high company?
And who can find his own destiny?
And who is brave enough to disagree?
And who today is looking as far as he could

Before a bing in the shadows
and friends looking for a cash
Met three bald and they were in a clash
Well he knew they him into the ash
Just like his son who killed their in a crash
So they hit him the axe and filled in with the snow

Can we go straight not knowing the
Can we turn somewhere when signs bode?
Can we understand when is a code?
Can we at ourself 'till we're not corrode?

Thinking about nothing, empty air in
Teenagers in the cell waiting for a
They could take a man out just one punch
Used to and robber just for a brunch
It seems to be end-of-the freedom crunch
But they their cards were marked advance

What if a man not love the moon?
if he could not to hold the life's harpoon?
What if he could to count his sins on golden
What if his death come too soon?

The standing somewhere in the shadows
Five people at Alfred's
Priest with a smile said My Farewell
Neighbourhood saying Well
And Devil to them I'll meet you in Hell
We live in a place where law is a

How many more we will be reborn?
How many times we resent a
How losers can look with a scorn?
How many unnecessarily was born?