Luyện nghe bài hát Bendin' The Rules

Pity my
For how suffered me
Through nameless
And prairie
For women
At the end of the
Who tendered for
A promise
Cash as as "vegas"
Like "vegas" in a
I this charismatic ruse
For my brother's and being
tight in Moline
The on the bed
every memory sharp to me
And the fear of ahead
Maybe the book
Came from the
Or maybe it was
to keep us in line
The of the sages
Make the for the fools
So father me
For the rules....
Well, mister he improved
With the money I
days his light shines as bright
As the light of the land
was often something
We freely discuss
When he was ten and I was
And the would often brush
In and out of
twenty months of age
At the insurance
No longer would
And my old man in the
His hands his face
Did weep to shake his soul
In the of this place
Maybe the good
Came the divine
Or maybe it was
Just to keep us in
The mistakes of the
Make the for the fools
So forgive me
For the rules....
Hold me Saint
Over every line
my blasphemy
For the sake of buying
Grant him of laughter
Bestow me
He sleeps in the backseat
His freedom ordeal
To every youngster
Off in summer's fields
And every young lass poised to
Her share of what yields
To all the angels
And the of saints
I am my brother's
To what end decides the
Maybe the good
from the divine
Or it was written
Just to us in line
The of the sages
the rules for the fools
So father for me
For the rules.....