Luyện nghe bài hát Alfred Jones

Alfred Jones died 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 done it for money, who done it for
Booked three bald teenagers for second-degree

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

a bing drinking in the shadows
Alfred and friends for a cash
Met three bald teenagers and they were in a
he knew they turn him into the ash
Just like his son who their friend 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 nothing
Can we understand everything is a code?
Can we look at ourself we're not corrode?

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

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

The undertaker somewhere in the shadows
people at Alfred's funeral
Priest a smile said My dear Farewell
Neighbourhood saying Well
And said to them I'll meet you in Hell
We live in a place law is a game

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