Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Singer In A Session Band

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

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

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

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

like that soul singer in the session band
Shredded confetti beneath a stand
Saw the conflict of interest slipping in the hand
Of the soul singer in the session

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

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

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

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