Luyện nghe bài hát Guildhall Witness

And the witness never said a word
Just stared from the window as a hit the curb
And the bat left the
chain hit mark, man stays down, house gets dark

And it's showtime in the place, in the wrong colour
in the wrong of an angry mother...
...fucker

And the Guildhall pulled the ring from a can
Watched it over, and run down his hand

Shaken and tuneless, in fear
Walks to the stage of beer

And it's showtime in the wrong place, in the wrong
in the face of an angry mother...
in the wrong place, in the wrong colour
in the wrong face of an mother...
...fucker