Luyện nghe bài hát Pass The Flagon

Look at the moon our heads
Oh the is old but it's not dead
Let's talk of the things that we to do
'Cause the future too bleak
My body's floatin' out in the
The alcohol seems to the scars
As another bottle the ground
I as empty as it sounds
So the flagon down the line
It don't taste bad for such wine
And now the thing left to forget
Is picture of her
Well i awake and bright
Oh my eyes can't adjust
to the morning
My body's with the cold
I about a hundred years old
So i down to the D.S.S.
To try to get myself a counter
But an hour in line's an hour of wasted
And i to break their necks
You see my wife she stand the pain
Left one on the evening train
And now the only left to forget
is picture of her
You see my dad was one too you
He couldn't
I feel proud following his footsteps
the backs of his feet
are a memory
From sometime ago
Gettin' back to the park
borrowed some money off a friend
And we washed down the morning
Some and curled up in the shade
You see my job was
So i got the
Spent the next twelve on my back
And the mortgages and
Sucked my house the drain
Now these four winds blow
all me
You see my
She stand the smell
Left me to rot in hell
And now the thing left to forget
Is that of her