Luyện nghe bài hát Nimrod's Son

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

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I shook all night and held her
Chocolate people, well be damned
of plenty, land of fun
To out I'm Nimrod's son

Oh me
Far please, bury me

The joke has come me

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

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

Oh me
Far away please, me

The has come upon me