Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Fingers

When the feeble its ugly head
And the refuse the shine
Put your to the rock
And remember better

Broken fingers
They at straws
I heard a voice in there
There's no one at all

Oh, what have we
To come to
Huddled on foreign shore
Standing the

up in the afternoon
It's so to leave the bed
When you look up the mud
You get right in the head

fingers talk
They tell us to do
I'll go out for a walk
It must be two

Underneath Belgian skies
The ground is and wet
There must be some else to live