Luyện nghe bài hát King For A King

You're six seconds old in the arms of mother
Six weeks later, you start to see
And you pretty soon, if you cry you get tit
You learn how to and you learn how to shit

By the you can speak, they got you in school
Where just asking is breaking the rules
Well, ten years later, the has won
You've stopped asking questions and your thumb

On your thirteenth birthday they you a drink
Say, "Get it all down, forget how to think!"
So you tell your girlfriend you're gonna die young
At the end of her garden she gives you some
By fourteen she's left you, well life is
got shey on your t-shirt and spikes in your head
And your best from school said, "Just doesn't suit you!"
You sit on a and you talk of the future, say

for a king, eye for an eye
The birds sing when they fall from the sky
If I slip a little whisky now into cup
Will you swear that you'll never up?
that you'll never grow up?

Well your teenage years scar you daggers
Your insecurity into a swagger
as Normandy, lacking maturity
Drink like a fish, like a chimney

for a king, eye for an eye
The birds still sing when fall from the sky
We'll stand on the rooftops, scream and we'll shout
If you swear tomorrow we'll work it all out
If you swear that tomorrow work it all out

Well by twenty starting to run out of steam
You got no and can't sell your dreams
Get a job in an like a means to an end
You wearing shirts and losing your friends
And one night you a girl having a smoke
She looks alright and she at your jokes
Well, take it all easy, boy, you can't be
Watch out, son, got a baby, oh

Six old, in the arms of your lover
Six weeks later, she starts to see
And you swear that no harm come to her or her mother
Your means to an end, well it's to suffer, say

for a king, eye for an eye
The birds still when they fall from the sky
Well, at least we can laugh, at least we can
We all drop in for a while
Yeah, we all drop in for a while

Well, your hair's getting grey now, so is moustache
Your best from school dies in a car crash
You bury him, it's raining, you by your wife
You say, "What I done with my life?"

Just a in a family tree, nothing to history
But me and my woman, all that it means to me
for a king, eye for an eye
The birds still sing they fall from the sky
Slip a little whisky now my cup
And swear that we'll never grow up
Yeah, we'll that we'll never grow up