Luyện nghe bài hát Fever Pitch

The iron king sings a song for the
The leaver, the lonely, and
love waits
If I can then I'll meet you at the of St. Peter
When the fever takes my
My god she came my name
Sounded like on the mountain
While I burned
Young flame burns soft as a
Lit our two hearts
Just beats in the dark

Spent my summer out and (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 the fever grip
When I needed it
I'm at the pitch
Not quite but it
feed 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 just facin' god
let the fever get you
Got god
my soul in the seventh heaven
Makin' out on eleven

my summer out and high (high)
On the
Head blowin' through the leaves
Growing up a was always just a dream
All you ever needed were you could believe
Sang to me sweetly
Only just a

I know you can't walk
With heels in the dark
'em off
Let's
Let me get to you
Well I don't know
But I'm pickin' up and
I I could get you in a minute or two
Yeah if I get a minute
Four, at the limit
I I might make you
after dinner
Kick me under the
I that's my in
And I I came for that
comes with it?

Let it
Let it
down please

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