Luyện nghe bài hát Dust Through A Fan

High boys dancing in the noise
Bright lights blind, it is time
screen smut in the tomb of Mr. Tut
Standing tall overhead these are the dead

Stir the Persian smack, see young faces
Sold their souls for sex and green in the bathroom in the
You never know what you might see up in the tree
Your time is short, how God must be

are lovers of their own selves, unthankful and proud
Blasphemers, disobedient, boaster, and loud
A fine snow from has everybody lying down
I see them crawl like a snake, noses to the

They'll take you for all they can
just putty in their hands
You're slipping and in quicksand
You're the dust blown through a fan

They'll take you for all they can
You're just in their hands
slipping and sliding in quicksand
You're the dust blown through a fan

I've seen the poor, I've the needy
Pitied the rich, despised the
I've the dirty, the unclean
I've seen the worst things ever been

seen the lost, I've seen the saved
Children cry at Morrison's
I've seen the in the night
men cry in broad daylight

They'll you for all that they can
just putty in their hands
You're and sliding in quicksand
You're like the dust blown a fan

take you for all that they can
You're just in their hands
You're slipping and in quicksand
You're like the blown through a fan

Just to see you
They'll take you for all that can
You're the dust, you're like the dust
You're like the dust blown it

take you for all that they can
You're just putty in hands
slipping and sliding in quicksand
You're like the dust through a fan

like the dust blown through a fan
They'll you for all that they can
like the dust blown through a fan

You're like the dust through a fan
They'll take you for all they can
You're like the blown through a fan
You're like the blown through a fan