Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of the Dying Man

Naturally the dying man to himself:
Has commentary been lucid than anybody else?
And had he successively beaten the rising tide
Of idiots, dilettantes, and
On his while he was alive
Lord, just a little more

Oh, in no at all
be the distant past
Ooh

So the dying man once I'm in the box
Just of all the overrated hacks running amok
And all of the pretentious, ignorant voices that go unchecked
The homophobes, hipsters, and 1%
The false feminists he'd managed to
Oh, who will critique them he's left?

Oh, in no at all
be the distant past

What he'd for one more day to rate and analyze
The world made in his as of yet
To realize what a mess to leave

Eventually the dying man takes his final
But first his news feed to see what he's 'bout to miss
And it to him a little late in the game
We leave as clueless as we
For the rented heavens to the in the cave
We'll all be wrong

Oh
Oh
Oh