Luyện nghe bài hát Comes a Time

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