Luyện nghe bài hát Folk Song

It's like up the pieces is a daily chore
Thinking of your card forms a habit
rick folks on T.V.'s like picking a sore
Fuck it all, can have it
And now I'm loaded like a gun
Like a of locusts heaven sent
Just a ball of dissension a death perception
I won't sweat the of content

They said "better safe sorry" and "look out for #1"
I heard "only play the your shown"
Fuck they say
It doesn't anyway
Only in your are you alone

Like grown men staring with little eyes
And actresses speaking with
These should demand a pulitzer prize
For various of fiction

"Judge a by it's cover"
And "keep one eye on back"
I "only play the cards your shown"
I say fuck they say
It matter anyway
Only in your are you alone

So many people with so to show
away in their own little holes
One can only why
I'll celebrate my
But know that I'm not
fools are "along for the ride"
In think of the Of the world that's right outside
Please don't waste it to hide