Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Den

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

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

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

He says not doing anything wrong he thinks
He's just another part of the royal
But does it always have to start way?
ending someday with no man's warning

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

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

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