Luyện nghe bài hát Life Of A Small Fry

A wretched party stood and
the lashing rain and thunder
The ropes fell the handles, the coffin sloping under
The slipped through black fingers
At the graveside she stooped
And an ill wind howling through her
For a man who no good, he served no good
He was an evil man, hard but fair, his mother said
A timid youth of ridicule, each schoolday him quake with dread
In the and the rugby field, the bullies came to play
Most nights he'd weep and the bed
But he vowed all would pay, they all would pay!
Like his father in the coldstream guards, he was soon in married
his way up through the ranks, he had no time for sons and daughters
She on him, the sweet young thing
Repenting at her
Like a mount he charges on
How much longer is her
How how she laughed, while so she spurned him
For time had stole all the dreams she'd been yearning
No cries of children, is this marriage granite firm
It breaks his heart that seeds grow, from a bag of watered sperm
He joined the prison service, she the chains and left him
For the first he was all alone, a demon's soul possessed him
An institute of misery, in a sea of darkness
And from inside his tortured mind, cruel, and heartless
An angry mob was breaking out the chokey cells and 'D' wing
Tonight the hard lags call me tune, come the dawn, no birds will
No more down the stick, a violent end draws nigh
No hope, no tears, no mercy, for the life of this fry!