Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out

Freedom for the scapegoat leaving Reading
Rheumy eyes just pierced his like crucifixion nails
Shaking fists and razors gleamed, you never a chance
the ink ran red on Fleet Street
You turned eyes to France

Humbled far from Dublin, chased the waves
biting wit still sharp enough
To slice through page
Destitute and beaten by the of the crown
The pill you swallowed
Tasted sweeter going

And back on the great indifference
Looking back at the wall
Thinking how deceives you
Knowing how love us all

A golden boy in velveteen in New York
The past was so
When they paid to you talk
Baccarat and flutes
Tobacco from
Long the lords and law
Branded Oscar Wilde a

And looking on the cold bleak winter
Looking back on long dark days
like the head of John the Baptist
In the of Salome

Don't turn around it's a white screaming
cry out loud you never know who's listening
You've seen it all the exiled
From the stately of England to her prisons

And back at the hardened lifers
Looking back on the poor
Thinking maybe they my saviors
Strange to think I'll miss all
Strange to think miss them all

And looking back on the great
Looking back at the limestone
how beauty deceives you
Knowing how love us all