Luyện nghe bài hát Former Lee Warmer

In an room, under lock and key
my brother, Former Lee
All the mops and brooms him company
Misconceived of the

Former Lee Warmer up the covers
To hide in his bed
No dreams go in, no go out
Of the hole in his head
Former Lee

When I him play in his twisted key
the way he calls to me
On a silver tray, I the master key
In way, he depends on me

Former Lee Warmer, an old jacket
Holes in his sleeves
Candle lit puddles, arthritic
Yellow stained ivory

In an room under lock and key
It's my brother, Lee
And after all years, I've never heard him speak
I wonder what he of me

Former Lee Warmer peeks out the
When he feels really
Former Lee Warmer waves at his
Out in the grave

He's and blood to me
I, I love him
But, I don't want to be Lee