Luyện nghe bài hát Mystery Song #2

Well if it ain't your to go
Then better stay put for now
'cause everybody's gotta do their time it's time
And if it broken, then break it
And say you me way back when
When fools were fools, and all were swine waiting to be defiled
I could hang up my single
Out by the of the road
And try to a flame out of the cinders you left behind
Like a in the night
That was up by the light
Of the that bleached my bones
sent me to the pile
Mustard in your
Lend a hand on the dial
And the of the seasons
Have us back to hell
It's a telephone
I dialed blind and alone
Just to hear the voice of a center soul
Now the deserts are in
And the bandages are the
And the factories, casualties are for mangled jewels
And if it your time to go
Then you'd better put for now
'cause anybody gotta put hand
Upon the hand of the
Like the minds of misers grinding down their to a halt