Luyện nghe bài hát Fever Pitch

The iron king sings a song for the
The leaver, the lonely, and
love waits
If I can I'll meet you at the gate of St. Peter
When the takes my mind
My god she came singing my
Sounded like rain on the
While I alive
Young flame burns as a candle
Lit our two hearts
Just apart in the dark

Spent my out and high (high)
On the
Head blowin' through the leaves
up a preacher was all you ever dreamed

I got the rope
I got the rope
I felt the grip
When I needed it
I'm at the pitch
Not but nearin' it
Can't the fever yet
I'm savin' up my daily

I'm at the store
I'm buying and toast
Lookin' at you and not where I
I broke my nose just god
Don't let the get you
Got god
Lost my soul in the heaven
out on aisle eleven

Spent my out and high (high)
On the
back blowin' through the leaves
Growing up a preacher was just a dream
All you needed were lines you could believe
them to me sweetly
Only just a

Well I know you can't
With them heels in the
'em off
Let's
Let me get to you
Well I don't nothin'
But I'm quick up and
I I could get you in a minute or two
Yeah if I get a minute
Four, five at the
I think I make you
after dinner
Kick me the table
I that's my in
And I I came for that
What comes it?

Let it
Let it
Simmer please

I got the holy
I got the holy
I felt the fever me
When I needed it (thank the lord)
I'm at the pitch now
I'm at the fever
Not quite but nearly
I it man