Luyện nghe bài hát Prodigal Son

In a place where outlaws abound the range
? ? ? on a day mountains has fallen to ? ?
In a land where are forbiden to grow
And mell is the only
Were the higway ends and the desert
And buildings are bendt from earthquackes
And statesmen on their bellys like snakes
And of the public hunger
In a were sky-scrapers scratch the sky
And daughters to their mothers still lie
Papa on the corner he ? ? ? waitin' to beat the drum? ? ?
home my prodigal son
When run raging through city streets
And great eagels have fallen from loofty peaks
And policemen the sideshow freeks
For the crime is commited
presidents ride in ford mustangs
And the black man his caddilac ? ? ? fangs? ? ?
And your chech died in bed as the landlord thanks the young girl door
For the
Where telegraph are atached to your mind
Delinquent daughters to mothers still lie
Papa on the corner ? ? ? waitin to beat the drum? ? ?
Welcome my prodigal son
When the telephone rings and falls of the
And your legs have been stolen by some defense department
And you startin' to think writing a book
But now you won't pledge allingence to
And the maid in with coffee and cake
In a low-cut dress she just for your sake
You your not dead and she takes it as a compliment
And out her tounge and asks for requests
In a land were skyscrapers the sky
And delinquent daughters to mothers still lie
Papa stands on the ? ? ? waitin' to beat the drum? ? ?
Welcome home my son