Luyện nghe bài hát Richard

The smiled and put on her party dress.
Out on the curb, her curls a mess.
Chaos tumbled through her hands.
Never skipped a beat as she netted man.
In forty-five minutes, his was on a plate,
as the main course at a banquet for the state.

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

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

In an and a half, the devil was down by the sea
strange mischief on her bride to be.
It seems the pretty girl was
As her head was with doubt.
She laughed as her own was cut off
And the came spilling out.
Watching the fish swim 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 those pests.
Now if slap 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 on fire with vodka and lime.

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

Now the story a happier 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 down his hand in a of chance.
The lust for luck and is a hopeless romance.
The devil and whispered, "comfort is a myth.
The clock keeps ticking, going tick... tick... tick... tick"

He took 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.