Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Den

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

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

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

He says he's not doing anything he thinks
He's another part of the royal story
But does it always have to that way?
Always ending with no man's warning

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

Clock strikes damn near perfect at
But it moves so slow in the light
says, "A crown doesn't make the man"
But we all know, yes, we all know, he thinks he's born to

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