Luyện nghe bài hát Pigs Is Pigs

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

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

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

The defiant had me in a store
And it let me walk out the front
At the scene of the

Hang 'em high, keep thoughts breached
Let 'em swing, 'em swing till it hurts
And if you still believe that men guilty of can't survive
hang 'em high or not at all

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

I'm a smoking gun
no chance of me walking out of here alive
This is all literal
I can't bring around to write an excuse this time

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

You had me up by the tail
And you put me

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

did you get the privilege to pardon me?