Luyện nghe bài hát Prodigal Son

In a place outlaws abound from the range
? ? ? on a day has fallen to falls? ? ?
In a land where are forbiden to grow
And mell is the master
the higway ends and the desert breakes
And are bendt from great earthquackes
And statesmen crawl on their bellys like
And of the public hunger
In a land were scratch the sky
And delinquent to their mothers still lie
Papa on the corner he ? ? ? waitin' to beat the drum? ? ?
Welcome home my son
When rivers run through city streets
And eagels have fallen from their loofty peaks
And policemen the sideshow freeks
For the final crime is
When presidents in ford mustangs
And the black man releases his ? ? ? fangs? ? ?
And your chech died in bed as the landlord thanks the young girl next
For the
Where telegraph are atached to your mind
Delinquent daughters to their mothers lie
Papa stands on the corner ? ? ? waitin to the drum? ? ?
Welcome my prodigal son
the telephone rings and falls of the hook
And your legs have been stolen by defense department crook
And you startin' to about writing a book
But now you won't allingence to anything
And the maid comes in with and cake
In a dress she wore just for your sake
You explain not dead and she takes it as a compliment
And sticks out her tounge and asks for
In a land were skyscrapers the sky
And delinquent daughters to their still lie
Papa stands on the ? ? ? waitin' to beat the drum? ? ?
Welcome my prodigal son