Luyện nghe bài hát Four Holy Photos

Hold up a picture of a
And a picture of a
And a of some money
And a of some bones
All together, all in a row

But out of all pictures
You'll only one
But really not important
No, it's no more than a
It just shows doors are open

If you're at the home
Well, your feet are
looking at the road
You're gonna feel for a while
Yes, for a while, for a

If you're at the money
Well, you benefit from the
You're the bones
Well, you got some silly in their eyes
Yes, in their eyes, in eyes

This the song, this the
The song of four photos
They never look into their own
It's the second you'll get

There's of foreigners
In a land that they see
Where the birds are singing
And the runs clean

But all these
Told them
There's a church
And there's a hand that a rope

And the rope the bells
As they into the trees
And an echo
And it stops

Well, so I hung up pictures
In their place
Where their is a little nervous
But they felt had a reason enough to stay
So stayed

And no one when looked
Could see the bones at all
The leaders took the
And the others took the of the road

Yes, and the
And no one
It was one of who did
And he on what he saw

And ruined his
He was labeled as a
Ah, you
That's just what saints get

This the song, this the
The song of holy photos
never look into their own eyes
It's the second closest get