Luyện nghe bài hát Mystery Song #2

Well if it ain't your to go
you'd better stay put for now
'cause everybody's gotta do their time it's time
And if it ain't broken, then 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 a flame out of the cinders you left behind
a driftwood in the night
That was washed up by the
Of the that bleached my bones
That me to the pile
in your smile
Lend a hand on the radio
And the of the seasons
Have us back to hell
It's a stolen
I dialed blind and alone
Just to hear the voice of a bargain soul
Now the deserts are in
And the bandages are the
And the factories, are looking for mangled jewels
And if it ain't your to go
you'd better stay put for now
'cause gotta put their hand
the hand of the clock
Like the minds of misers grinding down their gears to a