Luyện nghe bài hát Dust Through A Fan

High heel dancing in the noise
Bright blind, it is play time
Silver screen in the tomb of Mr. Tut
tall overhead these are the living dead

Stir the Persian smack, see faces crack
Sold their for sex and green in the bathroom in the back
You never what you might see up in the apple tree
Your is short, how disappointed God must be

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

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

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

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

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

They'll take you for all that can
You're putty in their hands
You're slipping and sliding in
You're like the blown through a fan

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

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

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

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

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