Luyện nghe bài hát Alfred Jones

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

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

Before a bing drinking in the
Alfred and friends for a cash
Met three bald teenagers and were in a clash
Well he they turn him into the ash
Just like his son who killed their friend in a
So they hit him with the axe and filled in the snow

Can we go not knowing the road?
Can we turn when signs nothing bode?
Can we understand when is a code?
Can we look at ourself 'till not corrode?

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

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

The undertaker standing in the shadows
Five people at funeral
Priest with a smile said My dear
Neighbourhood Very Well
And Devil said to I'll meet you in Hell
We live in a place where law is a

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