Luyện nghe bài hát Fruit Trader

Cain told Abel, "Brother, better get busy
We got watermelon up out there in the sun"
Abel said, "Cain, brother, you're drivin' me
up this fruit trader bull, you know it ain't no fun"
We're just in the dark
just pissin' in the wind
From underneath the sheets that we pray
let a little bit of this goodness get in
So Cain rose up and he slay his
The human soul and violence sometimes can be the of kin
And feelings are real in moments of
When the lowest of the animal is let in
just yellin' in the dark
We're just in the wind
underneath the sheets that we pray from
Better let a little bit of goodness get in
got no purpose, ain't got no direction, I ain't got no morals
Ain't got no politics, ain't got no particular of view
What got is plenty of time on my hands, Ol' Skinny's playground
Hey, Lord, tell me again, you want me to do?
We're yellin' in the dark
just pissin' in the wind
From underneath the sheets we pray from
let a little bit of this beauty
Better let a little bit of this get in