Luyện nghe bài hát My First Born For A Song

Somewhere in this sea of Club
Tea and ashtray, is a song
I'm in the nest with binoculars
waiting for one to come along

I've seen the flare so I know it's
Has me up at a rate of knots
No navigation, positioning
me and this midnight oil

So take me to your
I hear the man to see
And I cross his palm

My first born for a
My first for a song
My first born for a
My born for a song

Somewhere in froth and howling wind
There's worth singing
Climb into the to write me a classic
But it's not happening, just Christmas up here

the phone calls and text messages
The air be thick with words, but not between us
to grindstone, switching to manual
Keep the head and I'll see you at the end

So me to your king
I hear the man to see
And I cross his palm

My first for a song
My first for a song
My first for a song
My first born for a

me to your king
I he's the man to see
And I will his palm
I will his palm
I will cross his

My first for a song
My first for a song
My born for a song
My first born for a