Luyện nghe bài hát Ricochet

Like weeds on a rockface waiting for the
Ricochet -
The world is on a corner for jobs
Ricochet -
the holy pictures so they face the wall
And who can bear to be
And who can to be forgotten

of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, are the crimes
Men wait for news while thousands are still
Dreaming of tramlines pieces of machinery
Mine things like that
of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of
of the devil breaking parole
Ricochet - not the end of the world

of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil breaking
- ricochet
These are the prisons are the crimes
Teaching life in a new way
Ricochet -
Turn the holy so they face the wall
And who can to be forgotten
And who can bear to be

March of flowers, of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the
Early, before the sun, struggle off to the gates
In their secret places they see their lives
before them
March of - march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the
of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil breaking
Ricochet it's not the end of the

when they get home, damp eyed and weary
They smile and crush their children to heaving chests
unfulfillable promises
For who can bear to be