Luyện nghe bài hát Rights To Your Soul

Walking on a day down in Warland Square
When we came a begging flower with dreadlocks in her hair
A younger girl, cyanotic too
She us back a look, keep that pity to yourself
Then she turns so violently and fixes up again
Life-stealing chill into her

Why have you turned out way?
Have all those cheap got you running so far away?

it owns, owns the rights to your soul
Numb like a mortician, funeral parlor
Somewhere beneath the rot lies a
Before the stream stole the rights to your soul
to your soul, rights to your soul

Reluctantly I throw some and pity in her can
full well that the money is earmarked for a bad plan
Admit kindness to a fault, I
She half smiles, half cries, catch that pity in my
Then she looks within a hurry for her begging cry
Christ, she on her last leg

Why have you turned out way?
Have all those hot got you running so far away?

Because it owns, owns the rights to soul
Numb a mortician, funeral parlor cold
beneath the rot lies a rose
Before the poison stream stole the rights to your
Rights to your soul, rights to soul

How do you concede life to a dragon?
How about kicking your loose for a ride on the wagon?

Why have you turned out this
Have all those hot shots got you so far away?

Because it owns, the rights to your soul
Numb like a mortician, parlor cold
Somewhere beneath the rot lies a
Before the poison stream stole the rights to your
Rights to your soul, rights to soul

Owns, owns the rights to your
like a mortician, funeral parlor cold
I remember a little rose
Before the heroin stole the to your soul
Rights to soul, rights to your soul