Luyện nghe bài hát Marron's Glance

We are lost we are
We're some of us in
we may not have the answers
But for sure we how we fare
For us all do practice
We only get one
And God those who stumble
In front of glance.

We are if not believers
And we all have our day
And for some it may come
And for go the same way
For he all
For all the to see
And to hell Kevin Marron
he criticises me.

With your name on the hoardings
And your way up in lights
An' conscious of the critic
For the moving finger
As he out the venom
Still we love him the same
But the take ya', Marron
When your pen grows and tame.