Luyện nghe bài hát Old Old Song

I'll sing you a that starts out descriptive
And locates a time and a
Like a dinner table where a whole
Is just sitting down to say

An old old that moves into action
Taking its sweet time
And waits until we all say
Again and in rhyme

It's the of a father and a mother
Who battle each other nothin'
With a couple of trying to figure
Which way the plot's
Who's and who is bluffing

a story as common as a penny, son
It ain't really worth to anyone

Poor little sore song
That like a muscle each time that it moves
Sad song that you play
And you play and you play and you 'til you lose

While is outside writing
A recipe for every earthly pain
This song is inside finger dark swirls
Again and and they all look the same

'Cuz what if you home from school one day
And you find your family's at war
And there's ominous silence just waiting to be broken
And secret places for hiding underneath the floorboards

And everyone seems to be
For the thunder of the next bomb
And everyone seems to be for the cops to bust in
their guns drawn at the bleak light of dawn

It's a story as as a penny, son
I don't it's worth anything to anyone