Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Interrupt The Sorrow

Don't the sorrow
Darn right on our prophet witches
Be polite, a room of glasses
He says, "Your notches doll"
And he chains me with that
To Ethiopian wall

rising, Queen of Queens
Wash my of Eden
Wash and me
rising, uprising in me tonight
She's a vengeful little
With an crown to fight

Truth up in vapors, the steeples lean
Winds of change
in your Bible belt dreams
God goes up the
childhood Santa Claus
The good slaves love the good book, a rebel a cause

I'm on the 1:15, you're darn right
Since I was
I've had no one me
He says "Anima rising, so
Petrified wood
Tall timber to rock"

interrupt the sorrow, darn right
He says "We on the moon
You be polite", don't let up the
Death and birth and death and birth and death and
He says "Bring bottle kindly and I'll pad your purse
I've got a full of quandary and a mighty, mighty, thirst"

Seventeen glasses, Rhine
of the Madonna, Clandestine
He don't let up the
He lies and he
It takes a like Mary's these days
When your man weak