Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Berkstrum Jones

In the slums of the
was a bag of bones
Who wandered through the
His was Berkstrum Jones

He had a wife and kid at
in the mills all day
As his own in his head
Had faded 'way

He's stuck no real purpose
No life for him to
For he's given
All that got to give

A van picked him up
And they tossed him in
his mind it was mangled up
And his began to spin

He awoke some factory
Dangling 'bove the chips
Where finally found his use
Inside of eraser

Now his story peaceful
His ghost still and moans
Screams out every story
Like the Ballad Of Jones