Luyện nghe bài hát Lenders In the Temple

A short
The parrot
Little mimic you
not so hard to make that sound

So your back, the 'Ides of March'
Cut your hair Joan of Arc
your will
They'll you out

And they do

There's money lenders the temple
That tiger's gonna break your heart
Something so wild turned paper
If I loved you, well, my fault

A bitch in
The male
Not she'd ever tell
Except when she got deathly

And out it
Like summer
the cars and everything
Felt clean for just a little

A
We drunk

Those starving children, ain't got no mother
There's flamingos living in the mall
I'd a fortune to your infomercial
If somebody would just take my
Take my call, my call

Hello, patterns in my mind now moving
Sorrow all the surface roads
out the edges of the stone
The lights are out, where'd everybody go?

Erase yourself and be free
destroyed by the sea
All we are is sand

So pay to ride the wheel
Smile, all you can feel
Is gratitude for has been

it did not

There's money inside the temple
That circus tiger's gonna break my
Something so wild into paper
If you love me that's your fault

There's money lenders inside the
This crystal city's fall apart
all their power turns into vapor
If I you, well, that's my fault
my fault, that's my fault