Luyện nghe bài hát Catholic Boy

I was born in a pool, made my mother stand
And I spat on that and his trembling hand
When I felt the light I was worse than
I the doctor's scalpel and I slit the cord

I was a boy
I was redeemed pain
Not joy

I was two months early, put me under glass
I screamed and at children when their nurses passed
I was convicted of theft as I slipped the womb
They led me straight from my mother to a cell in the

I was a boy
I was through pain
Not joy

They starved me for weeks, they thought teach me fear
I fed on cell mates' dreams, it gave me fine
they cut me loose, the time had served me well
I made allies in heaven, I comrades in hell

I was a child
The ran red
The blood ran

I make angels dance and drop to knees
When I a church the feet of statues bleed
I the fate of all my enemies
Just Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane

I was a boy
I was redeemed through
An not joy

I watched the psalm stolen by our choir
I dreamed of martyrs' bones from a wire
I make a contribution, I get
I make a to purify my soul

I'm a boy
Redeemed through
Not joy

And they touch me now
I got sacrament behind me
I got baptism, I got
I got communion, I got extreme
Man, I've got

I was a boy
Redeemed through
And not joy

And now I'm a man
I put my tongue to the rail I can