Luyện nghe bài hát Butchers

Ben grew up to be the butcher not by choice, it's the lot in life he found
But he a decent living, feeds his family and the people of the town
But there's no dreams brought to fruition, a gradual attrition
The decayed scraps of ambition he once carved by
But there's no time for regrets, it's not as bad as it
He's got a lucrative career but he never the bloodstains off his hands

A frequents bars on Ladies' Night with a steely-eyed command
But he ain't out cruising and he ain't no shady looker, he's a charming, handsome man
His voice says 'ladies' but his mind is 'bitches'
But his pitch is just too for most of them to withstand
He them jokes and he gets them all in stitches
And it goes off without hitches 'till he tries to get the bloodstains off his

Nothing good comes
Isn't that what you would me to believe
For every positive endeavor there is a side we must weather
You see, yeah you will see

All the coroners and corpsmen and the foremen
It's just there job days a week, please try and understand
It's their lot to get through it, they know got to do it
And try not to misconstrue it when try to wash the bloodstains off their hands

Now she's had seven years of happiness with a boy always claimed to have adored
And there's fewer been truer but as of late she finds herself a little bored
She him she still loves him and has only good thoughts of him
And the times they've had and hopes that help him understand
she runs her knife straight through him, it's the only way to do them
She's the winner of the game but she'll get the bloodstains off her hands

In the end, they all just the same but she'll never get the bloodstains off her hands

Off her