Luyện nghe bài hát Four Holy Photos

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

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

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

the song, this the song
The song of holy photos
They never look into own eyes
the second closest you'll get

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

But all these
Told nothing
a makeshift church
And there's a hand that pulls a

And the rope swings the
As they ring the trees
And an echo
And it never

Well, so I hung up those
In their place
their mood is a little nervous
But they felt they had a reason enough to
So they

And no one they looked
Could even see the at all
The leaders took the
And the others 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
just what saints get sometimes

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