Luyện nghe bài hát House Gone Up In Flames

It's in the grain of the
It's in the rust
It's in the eagle's
It's in the eyes you

It's in the jackal's
It's in the and the hail
in the unmarked box
Came in the mail

It's in the dead pocket
It's in the child's sin
in the Constitution
Written in small print

It's in Colin lies
in the Shaman's trance
It's in the cellar
And in the best laid plans

Now we cut and run
Take the blame
Yeah, don't now
why we came
House gone up in

in the National Anthem
It's in the roach
It's in the closed
first class and coach

It's in the fever
in the lonely room
It's in the of fate
And it's in the tomb

It's in the rich dreams
It's in the man's hands
in the body bags
Along the Rio

in the evening shade
It's on the zealot's
It's in the tears
And it's in the lungs

Now we cut and run
half the blame
Yeah, stop now
why we came
House gone up in

It's in the moon's dark
It's in the sky
It was in St. Peter's
he'd thrice deny

It's in the thunder
in the whispered prayer
That they won't find us
Here the stairs

So yourself lucky
And what you say
I got what I
You get the same

It's in print nailed
To the door
It's in the black pressure
On the floor

Now we cut and run
half the blame
Yeah, don't now
That's why we alone
house gone up in flames