Luyện nghe bài hát Fruit Trader

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