Luyện nghe bài hát Soup

The clothesline of cold
Is washing away the before
Now tell me wrong you see everyone's gone
You gotta do your best to this dying day, this dying day

All a bowl of bitter beans
All over a bowl of beans

And way, way up high
I got a quarter moon hanging over me
And now, I want that chair outta there
'Cause he's no longer living here, it's no longer needed

All over a bowl of bitter
All over a of bitter beans

And I got a corner store and that's all the
For me to praise the holidays
And now close my eyes really, really tight
And you all go away, I'll make you all go all go away
I'll you all go

And I'll the trigger and make it all go away
And I'll make it all go away, I'll make it all go