Luyện nghe bài hát November

No
No
No
No

It only
In a of dead leaves
And a
the color of bone

No prayers for
To linger
your spoon in the wall
We'll slaughter all

November has me
To an old dead
Get word to
To me

cold chain
Made of wet and rain
And shiny ravens
On chimney smoke
November odd
You're my squad

With my slicked back
carrion shellac
With the blood a pheasant
And the from a hare

to the branches
Of a roebuck
Left to in the timber
a buck shot flag

Go you rainsnout
Go away, blow brains out