Luyện nghe bài hát Pigs Is Pigs

Oh Lord I am
says I am fit to swing
'Bout time I have
My woman just might my ring

Oh you know I'm no
You I'm no good
At court ordered

But when I'm gone you'll see, be a better man yet
For the dispossession, take it back in to your
Better keep me to your heart
You better keep me close to heart

The defiant had me in a store
And it let me out the front door
At the of the crime

Hang 'em high, keep your breached
Let 'em swing, make 'em swing till it
And if you believe that men guilty of love can't survive
Then 'em high or not at all

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh you it gets hard
It just gets so hard limp in your arms

I'm a smoking gun
There's no chance of me out of here alive
is all very literal
I can't bring myself around to write an excuse time

liberated by the hearts that are prisoners
We're taken hostage by the ones that we
Throw the book, throw the
Throw the book, the book

You had me up by the tail
And you put me

Hang 'em high, keep your thoughts
Let 'em swing, make 'em swing it hurts
And if you still believe that men guilty of love can't
Then 'em high or not at all

Where did you get the to pardon me?