Luyện nghe bài hát Jean the Birdman

He gambles on the
He's pulling on the
He on the horse's back
Ambition is a bloody

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

Stay with me, breathe
Take three passes
Turn and make a full

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

Heaven may him
But jean the birdman it off

His finger's on the
His eye is on the
He doesn't the game away
And fires the bullets off

Six hearts cut
Still dreaming they're
Blown 'round in dusty
Like an state of mind

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

out of nowhere
Lines of knee deep
A chance to the morning off
And get some

may stone him
But the birdman pulls it off

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

count on luck son
All the sing
Don't need to check a
We all know tomorrow brings

Life is a farm
with the mules
Life is a
For taking risks and flouting

Who needs a net
The world is wide
Just look out for card
And the danger

may stone him
But jean the birdman it off