Luyện nghe bài hát Poets and Slaves

Here comes the sun
on the bones in the dry old creek bed
Mist on the old river bend, box hangs like it's dead
The emerald is rusting from the inside

You want to run like the
You'll come here again
You a world you can save
So you poets and slaves

Circus Olympia into town
The dwarf and the fat man head out for
There is no lion that to one can stand on the horse
Tomorrow is a no show the fortune teller

You want to go in flames
gonna crash like the waves
And you remember your name
So come on you poets and

We got we need, sugar and beef
We got some good
We got the wheels and rolling stock too
Clouds came down low on the
ants are gathering like storms
Some where in the quiet wild darkness, a crocodile

You gotta, you gotta, you
C'mon you poets and
You got to arrest the
You're sinking in the bay
You can't your name
C'mon you poets and

You've got to what you've made
You're pass like the days
Stop and head for the stage
And you poets and slaves
C'mon you poets and
C'mon you poets and
C'mon you and slaves