Luyện nghe bài hát Richard

The smiled and put on her party dress.
Out on the curb, her were a mess.
Chaos through her nimble hands.
Never skipped a as she netted another man.
In minutes, his head was on a plate,
as the main course at a banquet for the state.

He should've home,
He should've late,
He should've sent those in a dusty milk crate.

But too late... ha ha!
Too late... ha ha!
Too late... ha ha!
It doesn't matter
'Cause when the light out, heads are gonna roll.

In an hour and a half, the devil was by the sea
strange mischief on her bride to be.
It seems the girl was laughing
As her head was filled doubt.
She as her own head was cut off
And the came spilling out.
the fish swim into the sea through a river of red,
She "I'd been wond'ring what's been troubling my head.
And I thank you for expelling irritating pests.
Now if you'll me back together, I'll be at my very best
And we can go, you devil, we can go..."

She set the clock back,
She taken her time,
She should've set her hair on fire vodka and lime.

But too late... ha ha!
Too late... ha ha!
Too late... ha ha!
It doesn't anyway
'Cause the light goes out, heads are gonna roll.

Now the story takes a turn
the devil loved the girl and the feeling was returned.
They cut the trees knocking the tops off as they flew
To a pretty for kissing--a place with a view.
They watched a man lay his hand in a game of chance.
The for luck and security is a hopeless romance.
The devil and whispered, "comfort is a myth.
The clock keeps ticking, ticking; tick... tick... tick... tick"

He should've the train,
He should've black,
He should've rode his horse of a red apple jack.

But too late... ha ha!
Too late... ha ha!
too late... HA HA!
It matter anyway
'Cause when the light goes out, heads are roll.