Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Den

There is no in the king and he is softer than the queen
reigns, sometimes it reigns
Now a sky never makes anybody cry
But a gray cloud always makes it rain, it rains

He only has the moves of a
But he the absolute freedom of a queen
Too bad, the money he's got is coming in
Colored American

You know it's worthless paper, you can spend or
Go and count that by yourself
But look out looking
You're supposed to do that by yourself, it

He says he's not doing wrong he thinks
He's just part of the royal story
But does it always to start that way?
Always ending someday with no man's

Don't talk back, some ruler
Or you need will go away
Every answer you you've ever said is just a guess
And the of clocks just slowly locks up every day

Clock strikes damn perfect at night
But it so slow in the morning light
King says, "A crown make the man"
But we all know, yes, we all know, he he's born to glory

Until he dies by the divine right of
No one down wants to give that man any golden wings
And man must fly, man must fly, is that man 'sane
No color, no