Luyện nghe bài hát Comes a Time

It's a holy if you see things that way
Then rattle the bones and the analysts play
From his collar on a worn out book
Another working class poet an abstract look
So take me up to the edge of the
And push me over
Lead me up to the of the world
comes a time
Now, shake your hair and your cans
It's a funded by a self-made man
to victims and industrial spies
He feeds you tobacco for the four-minute
So take me up to the of the world
And me over again
Lead me up to the edge of the
There a time
With strange god and a good right hand
We can chase the ghost from the land
If the land turns out as it should
We can the place with consumer goods
When the African general the bingo queen
And the collective farmer joins the dream
When the miracle worker saves the show host
And the caveman paints another ghost
So take me up to the edge of the
And push me over
me up to the edge of the world
There a time
So take me up to the edge of the
And push me over
Lead me up to the of the world
There comes a
We can the walls in our leisure wear
While we trap the beast in his stormy
Then we'll smooth his image and we'll his soul
While we our schools with the gold we stole
With some god and a good right hand
We can chase the from the promised land
If the promised turns out as it should
We can flood the with consumer goods