Luyện nghe bài hát Pigs Is Pigs

Oh Lord I am
Judge says I am fit to
'Bout I have prayed
My just might wear my ring

Oh you I'm no good
You I'm no good
At ordered goodbyes

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

The had me cornered in a store
And it let me walk out the door
At the scene of the

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

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

I'm approaching a 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

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

You had me strung up by the
And you put me

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

Where did you get the privilege to me?