Luyện nghe bài hát Ides of Swing

Some say is the cruelest
And though I can be morose
The stiff who penned it on a fool's
Of those who are chronically

When head starts craning back
And your breath comes short and
The of the spheres start to bounce and sing
That's you know you're swinging

When eyes roll back into your head
And the sap from the trees on your fingers have
Swooning to the charms of Mephisto's
That's when you know you've got some

you've got the evil eye and unconsciously growl
Your hands shaking and you crouch and prowl
These terrifying symptoms are a fire sign
That pimping, baby and you're feeling fine

When you make to whomever you please
And a bullet to the head feels like a soft breeze
Red suit, green suit, they're all scheming
when you know you're dreaming
Yes, dreaming, you are dreaming
I you are dreaming