Luyện nghe bài hát Prodigal Son

Oh, can't you feel the
I wonder about your Modernistocrat Alger
Clever never in the baiting
Ever waiting for the canticle of manacles

Did you forget
You had a
And what you've guessed at
still be waiting

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

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

When above is ready to bout you
controversial values
Don't you think you better readdress the
Of the cowardice rising to you

Did you ever
Or come to Or even inspect
The that hounds you?

When the prodigal son with a caroming
Of hate comes to land at
Well, he's a star
With a champagne heart at his curtain

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

When you expect it, he's going to run
Like the red path of the western sun, oh yeah

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