Luyện nghe bài hát Fool’s Gold

In the year of the
When starvation and black death raged the land
There were many driven by hunger
To set sail for the

In of a new life and a new hope
Oh but there were who couldn't cope
And they their life
In search of gold

The old
He makes it to the four lane
His old
Lies in the sand

outstretched hands
He cries, "Are you my way?"
The people by don't seem to understand
The curse of fool's

Broken Joe just in a gutter
gone as low as any man can be
He for wine but they'll only serve him water
The say "We don't sell sympathy"

He tells a story
About his
How Sunday they'd go down
To the on the corner

As time older
His they grow younger
It is his
To no longer for fool's gold

The vulture on top
Of the big top arena
He's seen show before
someone is going to fall

Just near the
the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
Forgets that the net
there at all

Down he swoops claws drawn to take her
Razor sharp so is she mauled
Oh my god, is no one who can save her?
In steps the fox to applause

Fool's