Luyện nghe bài hát So Come Back, I Am Waiting

A black sheep boy over canyons and waterfalls.
A black sheep boy dissolves in or in shower stall.

He
"There's plenty of time to you mine tonight,
there's plenty of to make you mine."

He
"There's plenty of to know you're not dying,
all right.
Hell, there's plenty of light still left in eyes."

A black sheep boy horns,
breathing through his microphone.
The airwaves stretch and groan, bleeding, birthing his black diapason.

"There's plenty of things to when you come to me,
every color of to be rolled.
Millions of eyes that still cling to me.
language of king is concerned.
So why
did you
the spell of some old holy song
some liar as he composed,
some I loved to control?"

A sheep boy dissolves
in hot cream, in moans,
in each bed and empty home,
in seething bacterium.

Killing and serial,
he his head, handsome, horned, magisterial.
the smell of the moonlight wisteria.
He's the of the abecedarian.
See the muddy hoofprints where he you?

And there's plenty of to claim his crimes tonight,
and there's plenty of to do on his dime.
And there's plenty of to wear his hide tonight,
got yours, I've got mine.
You've got yours, got mine.
So why
did you
Don't you you can't leave his control
only call all his wild works your
So come back and we'll them all on.
So back to your life on the lam.
So come back to your old sheep man.

"I'm on hoof and on hand.
I'm waiting, all and damned.
I'm waiting, I and I stamp.
I'm waiting, you that I am,
waiting to make you my lamb"