Luyện nghe bài hát Song to The Orphans

The assembled and tried to make the noise
The black blind generals
And restless loud boys
But time thin and the axis
Was somehow incomplete
Where of child lions
We aging junkie sheep
How many wasted I seen signed "hollywood or bust"
Left to ride them ever arizona gusts
Oh, tramps and kids with big amps
in the void
High society and ex-heavyweight champs
Mistaking soot for

So break me now big
As old faithful the day
Believe me, my linda,
The will shine your way
The confederacy, in my name now
And the hounds are at bay
The axis needs a arm
Do you feel muscles play?

The blanket weaver
she's pushing bells
From to house to house to house
Giving kisses and wishing well
To gypsy, mystic and all star hero
the kids might find the place
Who've been lost forever to papa and
On their weekends out in
Now the sons they for fathers
But fathers have all gone
The souls search for saviors
But saviours last long
Those aimless, renegade brats
Who live lives in songs
They run the of a candle
In a goodnight whisper and a puff gone
So me now big mama
As old faithful the day
Believe me, my linda,
The aurora will shine way
The confederacy, she's in my now
And the are held at bay
The axis a stronger arm
Do you feel your muscles

The missions are filled with hermits looking for a
The are filled with cat-men looking for a way in
There are orphans junked on mountains
Lost in celestial
They for that old tramp dog man moses
He takes in all the
"now, don't grow on empty
Or cradle songs
'cause the kid was just a bowery boy
Who his living twirling his guns"
The night she's long, lanky
She speaks in her tongue
And lullabies the
With an hum