Luyện nghe bài hát House Gone Up In Flames

It's in the grain of the
It's in the needle's
It's in the claw
in the eyes you trust

It's in the jackal's
It's in the sleet and the
It's in the box
today in the mail

It's in the man's pocket
in the child's first sin
It's in the
Written in small print

It's in Colin Powell's
It's in the Shaman's
It's in the waiting
And it's in the laid plans

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

It's in the Anthem
in the scurrying roach
It's in the closed
'Tween class and coach

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

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

It's in the evening
It's on the tongue
in the widow's tears
And in the miner's lungs

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

in the moon's dark spin
It's in the sky
It was in St. denial
That he'd thrice

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

So consider lucky
And what you say
I got what I
You might get the

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

Now we cut and run
half the blame
Yeah, stop now
why we came alone
This house up in flames