Luyện nghe bài hát Poets and Slaves

Here comes the sun
Working on the in the dry old creek bed
Mist on the old river bend, yellow box hangs like dead
The silo is rusting from the inside

You to run like the wind
You'll never come again
You a world you can save
So c'mon you poets and

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

You to go down in flames
gonna crash like the waves
And you can't remember your
So on you poets and slaves

We got everything we need, sugar and
We got some good
We got the steering and rolling stock too
came down low on the corn
Meat are gathering like storms
where in the quiet wild darkness, a crocodile cries

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

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