Luyện nghe bài hát Aristotle Ponders the Sound

Heard my cough to show her pain
Hidden behind the closed door
My father must have wept when he
To made such a sensitive boy

I've fighting your holy war
Ever since you took that
Well, I say God all love the high lost
And the blistered vein

My keeps asking me to ask more questions
And so I her why
Then I asked her why man chose to work for his
When it's clear to me he'd much rather die

And if we're all does that mean every man's due some luck
And how many roads must a man walk down before he stops giving a
She quit your yapping and get back to work
Don't you see that you've got costumers to

And I said "of course I can everybody here's a servant to someone else"
She said "stop talking now you're boring me don't you see that you're the help"

I woke up in a bed one sunday morning
With a woman I did not love on my left side
She as if she'd seen a ghost when she woke
Screamed when she saw the horse by my right

She told me that her name was lady luck and that I leave
So I collected my stuff feeling slightly
She was spread eagle, spread out and spread
And I was spread thin over the days and that would proceed
She said, "don't you see if you think about it as one start one and one end"
And I said, "don't talk to me there can be a thousand if I pretend"

Oh, Tom Waits to me in a dream
a swordfish stuck in the middle of his chest
He poured me a of rum and pondered what's the point
You're doomed to die hard you try your best

And you said the same when you left me
When you my devotion and my drive
But you a starving boy when you hung your coat
I'll that back now if you don't mind

But I understand cause if you're not sure where you are you should move
And now that I am not I think that I will do some too
Because if you think it everybody here's a servant to someone else
And if you say you're not then I suppose you're a servant to