Luyện nghe bài hát Alfred Jones

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

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

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

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

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

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

The undertaker standing in the shadows
Five at Alfred's funeral
Priest a smile said My dear Farewell
saying Very Well
And Devil said to them meet you in Hell
We live in a place law is a game

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