Luyện nghe bài hát Obscurity Knocks

Always at the
Of the
me there
Snug as a
In a mugshot
A foul mouthed

of this corner
And not more
Still these
I'm better
To get my just

pound out a tune
And very
I'll have too to say
And a stupid name

I ought to be learning
I like a veteran
Of 'Oh, I your poetry
But I hate your

Calendars
I'm deep in numbers
I've turned twenty one, I've
I'm bust and wrong

Rubbing
the sheets till two
Looking at my
And I'm half past

In the lap of
It comes to
Is this hard?
Am I a lap

But to doom
In a stenched room
All by
Is the of fate
I contemplate
Lots of people cry
Though none spring to

Though I to be learning
I feel like a
Of 'Oh, I your poetry
But I your poems'

crumble
I'm deep in numbers
turned twenty one, I've twist
I'm bust and again

Know what it's
To sigh at the
Of the quarter of life?
stopped to think
And out
was there?

They to see such fun
I'm playing blind bluff
All by
And chanting
A from a nursery rhyme
'Ba ba eyes
you any idea?"

Years of
I must be a
Of 'Oh, I like your
But I your poems'

And the calendar's
With days are numbered
I've turned twenty one, twist
I'm bust and wrong

Ought to be learning,
I'm bust and again
like a veteran, twist
I'm bust and again

Calendar's
With days are numbered
And I know what it's
To sigh at the
Of the quarter of life