Luyện nghe bài hát Mystery Song #2

Well if it ain't time to go
Then you'd better put for now
'cause everybody's gotta do their time until time
And if it broken, then break it
And say you me way back when
When fools were fools, and all rest swine waiting to be defiled
Well I hang up my single
Out by the of the road
And try to bang a flame out of the cinders you left
Like a driftwood in the
That was washed up by the
Of the moon that bleached my
That sent me to the
Mustard in smile
Lend a hand on the radio
And the of the seasons
blown us back to hell
It's a stolen
That I dialed blind and
Just to hear the voice of a bargain center
Now the deserts are in
And the bandages are the
And the factories, casualties are looking for jewels
And if it your time to go
you'd better stay put for now
'cause gotta put their hand
the hand of the clock
Like the minds of grinding down their gears to a halt