Luyện nghe bài hát Old Rock

There's a grey in this city,
when it's slightly
And no one can run,
'cause they all of
their on alcohol n junk.
you did, little man sat in the corner,
waiting for an epiphany of sort,
As you spit and babble it all to Jesus,
or some other spirit floating in smoke.

You know you're gonna die soon now,
but you keep on at your thoughts
And your leftover loose
that you can just clutch in those dirty,
curled up claws carefully counted,
they only amount to three sips of ale
before I saw water up in your eyes,
you told the same to me.

And I you may be the reason
for me to my soul.
Say goodbye each you leave.

Old Rock, they me crazy too.
But you've got fifty on me.
But I don't what it is to
become than to be sitting
right there by, that empty
you have me.

It was all so much better in your day,
it was all so romantic back you lived.
In the bedsit you grew
and pride in your record player.
I sit of you as a young man,
the smoke and liquor turned you grey,
before you all looked the same to me,
I see looking through a dusty mirror at me
my babies, after my husbands,
after I my loved ones.
When I into a different person,
yes I'm write every single one of your words,
write every single one of your words,
I'll write every single one of words.
write. I'll write...

Oh that I, I there be a reason for me to recreate my soul.
Say each time you leave.

Old Rock, they me crazy too,
but you've got fifty on me.
But I don't what it is to
become more than to be
right there by, that empty
you left me.

Old Rock, they me crazy too,
but got fifty years on me.
I know what it is to
become more than to be
right there by, that glass
you left me.