Luyện nghe bài hát Aristotle Ponders the Sound

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

I've fighting your holy war
Ever you took that plane
Well, I say God bless all love the high
And the crackhead's vein

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

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

And I said "of course I can because everybody a servant to someone else"
She said "stop talking now you're boring me you see that you're just the help"

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

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

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

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

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