Luyện nghe bài hát Four Holy Photos

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

But out of all those
You'll notice one
But really not important
No, it's no than a fortune
It shows what doors are open

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

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

This the song, the song
The song of four holy
They never look their own eyes
It's the second you'll get

There's of foreigners
In a land that can't see
Where the birds are always
And the runs clean

But all things
Told them
a makeshift church
And a hand that pulls a rope

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

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

And no one when looked
Could even see the at all
The leaders took the
And the took the color of the road

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

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

the song, this the song
The song of holy photos
They never look their own eyes
It's the closest you'll get