Luyện nghe bài hát Fools & Friends

Hyman Naugthon sat to write a song,
with the help of some words,
he was comin' along.
He wrote his troubles,
and then he of death.
He wrote his love affairs,
and about himself.

He his favorite two chords,
he them back and forth.
He sang his verse and banged the until his voice was hoarse,
and some unexpected changes,
hardly made good sense,
and he proudly viewed coarse to be used as evidence.

(Chorus)
I'm of the gentle,
are rude and mean.
I don't know if I'd a judge,
only what I've seen.
yeah, sha-sha, hey-yeh!

There's love inside of for yourself or someone else,
and they'll want to you with them,
on their of the fence.
But a friend of once told me,
if your neighbor's should burn,
he'd want house to follow,
was I to learn.

Friends all who fear my cold condemning stare,
handed from older men, they seem to insane to care.
Then I don't understand,
my mind be truly dense.
But I think they call genius,
is simple sense.

(Chorus)
I'm of the gentle,
fools are and mean.
I don;t know if I'd a judge,
it's only I've seen.
yeah, sha-sha, hey-yeh! (2x)