Luyện nghe bài hát Flight of the Passing Fancy

Your momma never you
How you 'sposed to treat a girl.
Your poppa told you and
Now you're all out in the world.
Sirens are
Inside the winding are pale.
are dreaming
Dreaming of the angel.

Now I lay me down to
But troubled are all I find.
Pray the Lord my soul to
so I won't lose my mind.

Streetlights come
On wings tonight, I'll set sail.
Devils are
Dreaming of a angel.

Your going to take it hard
You always were your boy.
Your in the graveyard
Now you're not momma's joy.

is screaming
I'll bat an eye and my spell.
Devils are
of a blue angel.

Devils are
Dreaming of a angel. (3x's)