Luyện nghe bài hát Nimrod's Son

One night upon my through the desert speed
And it smashed my body so all my friends thought I was dead
My held me close and whispered to my bleeding head
"You are the son of a fucker"

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I shook all night and her hand
Chocolate people, well be damned
Land of plenty, of fun
To find out I'm son

Oh me
Far please, bury me

The has come upon me

In my motorcycle mirror I about the life I've led
And how my soul's been all the holes where I have bled
My image spoke to me, yes to me and often
"You are the son of union"

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Now my head is clear, my luke washed
My pure, my son is tall
Land of plenty, of fun
To find out I'm son

Oh me
Far please, bury me

The joke has upon me