Luyện nghe bài hát Discretion

Having no idea that his son was dead
The farmer and his young wife slept soundly in his bed
In the shadow of the mountain as the cattle hung their

Grazing only feet from broken body lay
And would lay for another several days
When the would find vultures at their banquet in the hay

The killer eastbound in a golden brown Sedan
Weighing his recent deviation from the plan
Counting down the hours the sun came up again

Hired to hit the by the farmer's asshole son
He had not yet between poison or a gun
When he realized he would not use either one