Luyện nghe bài hát Comfort

I was sitting in hell's
murder
Contemplating
the great escape

When you in
Looking like crap but
I swear you looked satisfied
And I hated you for

Well, someone said
If you never back
Then never regret, nothing
Oh, but
Has got a way of up

Well, I you did not ask
But I've got comfort to offer
Nothing very good or bad lasts

Well, the bum slipped underneath the fridge
Like a phantom card, we call him
And all happiness is a miserable son of a bitch

Now the kitchen's getting
And the band is loud
And there's a fat man he's my friend
Well, hey, man, if you're my
you spot me a drink?

And the in the corner
They're the reason why I hate rock and
rock and roll is dead, is dead, is dead

Well, I you did not ask
But I've got some to offer
Nothing very good or bad ever