Luyện nghe bài hát Jean the Birdman

He gambles on the
He's on the mane
He thrashes on the horse's
Ambition is a bloody

Horse doesn't to jump
The looks too wide
he faces every hurdle
With a state of mind

Stay with me, deeply
Take passes back
Turn and a full attack

The are laughing
And they're at the reins
But he's to his wings
And hit the bank

Heaven may him
But jean the pulls it off

His finger's on the
His eye is on the
He doesn't give the game
And quickly the bullets off

Six hearts cut
Still they're alive
Blown 'round in dusty
Like an absent of mind

Who hunter? who
God America
He doesn't love him

Hitching out of
Lines of knee deep
A to stave the morning off
And get sleep

may stone him
But jean the pulls it off

He wears a
His mother to him
It's in chains around his heart
Rusted and thin

count on luck son
All the angels
need to check a weathervane
We all know what brings

Life is a farm
Coyotes with the
is a bullring
For taking and flouting rules

Who needs a net
The world is open
Just look out for sharks
And the danger

may stone him
But jean the birdman it off