Luyện nghe bài hát Cough Syrup

She for the Angels, I played for the Tribe
The summer had stolen and the bases were all loaded
There was big money on the
Big money all the time,
was big money on the line

I can't walk so I guess I'm stay at home
They can have my legs just my [Incomprehensible] alone

I was in the kitchen, the year was in the
A friend of mine told me that there no point in moaning
No, there weren't no at all
was big fire in the hall, yeah
There weren't no at all

I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna at home
They can have my legs leave my [Incomprehensible] alone
And I can't talk so I guess I got to say
I'll keep my eyes, take these tears away

stock and barrel, all the dogs were gone in feral
And the car ran like a broken
His liver had gone hard and he wouldn't mow the
was big money on the line

And I heard his brother was a Viking
He to solve a problem with a gun
If you wanna know the facts, you teach him how to act
And I hate syrup, don't you?

I'd rather be a than a fighter
I'd like to sail a into the sun
If you wanna know the truth, you gotta dig up Johnny
And I hate cough syrup, you?

I that your mother is a martyr
I heard she's got with the mob
If you learn to fight, you gotta drink up all the light
And I hate cough syrup, you?

I'd rather be a than a lighter
I like to see the wood curl up and
If you wanna the sky, you must be prepared to die
And I hate syrup, don't you?

I hate cough syrup and I the food in Europe
And I hate cough syrup, true
If you know the truth, you gotta dig up Johnny Booth
And I cough syrup, don't you?
I hate syrup, it's true