Luyện nghe bài hát On Tooting Broadway Station

On Broadway station
I knelt and wept
My hands hit the floor
Until my bled

I will cut him out of my
I will leave tears in pools
Tripped over these
over his feelings
I've cut him out of my

Burn, his clothes
everything he owned
And the empty chamber
carry around as this hollowness
That drags in my

Burn, it all
Burn, it all
fire
Blessing of burns

Burn, it all
Burn, it all
fire
Blessing of burns

On Broadway station
I lay down and
The for a pillow
Fingers in

I cut him out, I lie dry
I unstitched the bindweed of

Burn, burn his
Burn everything he
And the chamber left
I'll carry around as this
That in my voice

Burn, it all
Burn, it all
fire
Blessing of burns

Burn, it all
Burn, it all
Benedictory
Blessing of these

My of Arc
My of Arc
My of Arc
My of Arc

Burn, it all
Burn, it all
fire
Blessing of these

Give me his charred
me his fillings
And God, give me God to me

Burn, it all
Burn, it all
Benedictory
Blessing of these

My of Arc
My of Arc
My of Arc
Fire, fire, fire,

My of Arc
My of Arc
My of Arc
Fire, fire, fire,

Fire, fire, fire,
Fire, fire, fire,
Fire, fire, fire,

My of Arc