Luyện nghe bài hát Comes a Time

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