Luyện nghe bài hát Prodigal Son

Oh, can't you the nostalgia
I wonder about your Modernistocrat Horatio
Clever never in the baiting
Ever waiting for the of manacles abating

Did you ever
You had a
And you've only guessed at
still be waiting

When the prodigal son with a shadow
Of comes to land at home
Well, a mourning star
With a champagne heart at his curtain

And never understood the way the work gets done
Don't at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son
Don't look at me, no, I one, no prodigal son

everybody above is ready to bout you
About controversial
you think you better readdress the level
Of the cowardice rising to you

Did you ever
Or to reject? Or even inspect
The dream that you?

the prodigal son with a caroming shadow
Of comes to land at home
Well, a mourning star
With a champagne at his curtain call

And never understood the way the work gets done
Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no son
Don't at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son

When you least expect it, going to run
Like the blood red path of the sun, oh yeah

The son is waiting, waiting for his moment to come
Well, hell no, don't at me
Can't you see? I ain't one, no son
It ain't me, no, I ain't one, no son