Luyện nghe bài hát Soup

The of cold eyes
Is washing the face before
Now tell me what's wrong you see gone
You gotta do your best to decorate this dying day, dying day

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

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

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

And I got a corner and that's all the more
For me to praise the holidays
And now I'll 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 pull the trigger and make it all go
And make it all go away, I'll make it all go away