Luyện nghe bài hát Death By Misadventure

Well, Harry had a good job for the Secret Service
He had a and kids at home who made him awful nervous
He'd done a damn thing you could call experimental
And he had aching feeling that his life was accidental

So one day he burned his pinstripe suit and his leather shoulder
He snapped a Polaroid and made a giant wanted
He it to a print shop and ordered up a thousand flyers
And walked next door to the and blew his brains out in the drier

And the tag on his toe read: by misadventure
that some way to go? Death by misadventure

Well, Harry's wife Estella took matter rather lightly
She could have cried and cried but then her looks come unsightly
She thought about her wardrobe and how much it was
And how this trumped up family thing was vastly

Her kids both against her and they took to drugs and stealing
Some junkie 'em both for two dime bags they were dealing
And sitting home alone by it all
She blew the sole survivor off with ninety

And the tag on her toe Death by misadventure
that some way to go? Death by misadventure

So be how you choose your path and who you pick to go with
folks they take to living fast while some prefer a slow death
Some folks get confused and never quite know how they're
When you're laid out on that slab all the worse for knowing

That the tag on toe reads: Death by misadventure
a silly way to go. Death by misadventure