Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Singer In A Session Band

See the soul singer in the band
Shredded to ribbons beneath a stand
Felt the of pity like a flash in a pan
For the singer in the session band

A red carpet bagger makes a blackberry
To the piranhas in the city of salt
Wasted wheat campaign, post no bills on the wall
You mean nothing to no one but nobody's fault

See the soul singer in the band
Shredded to ribbons a microphone stand
Felt the quickness of pity like a in a pan
For the soul singer in the session

I had a discussion about the power of myth
With a post-modern who didn't exist
In fictitious world, all reality twists
I was a hopeless romantic, now I'm just turning

Just like that soul singer in the band
confetti beneath a microphone stand
Saw the conflict of interest slipping cash in the
Of the singer in the session band

Now his room is on fire since he it red
There are a stranger's sequins at the foot of the bed
been to weddings and funerals but he still never wept
Now sorrow is pleasure when you it instead

Just like that soul singer in the band
Wailed like an infant a white baby grand
We'll need every and every man
To the soul singer in the session band

Headlights or taillights, it's a of a coin
I've been coming and since the day I was born
And I the breadcrumbs but I never got home
I old in an instant, now I am all on my own

See the soul singer in the band
Shredded to beneath the microphone stand
Saw the wave of the future the crack in the dam
Drowned the soul singer in the session
Bless the soul singer in the session