Luyện nghe bài hát Sucker for Mystery

And I've always been a sucker for
And I've always been a for mystery
And I've always been a sucker for
And I've always been a sucker for

So I turn to the left and I turn to the
But none of the answers are in
So I made a maybe once or twice
And I can't even get to
And a priest came up to me and my face
He said terrible things happen this place
Such terrible things round this place
terrible things happen round this place
No demon, no man has got a
But surely son, the end will turn out for you
'Cause I've been a sucker for mystery
And always been a sucker for mystery

There's a boy walking up the stairs
a dark hallway that leads nowhere
He comes to a but he's afraid to knock
And he bends down low and peers the lock
And there's a tall man standing with a knife
And he's stooping over that has no life
stifled tears he starts to turn away
But a strange little voice to whisper
"Stay!"
always been a sucker for mystery
And he's been...

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I want to say good bye
I want to it one more try
I don't to say good bye
I to give it one more try

somebody help
Won't help
I'm all alone now nothing to do
And I'm all up with nowhere to go
And I'm stuck with two tickets to an awful
And my full of words but I've got nothing to say
And I've been sitting in of the TV set all day
And my in a vice and it won't let up
And my feet won't move and if that enough
The rings... "Hello!"

I've children with such angry faces
When you look in eyes, it makes you want to cry
a time and a place for everything
There's a time and a for everything

Now it doesn't seem
But who cares someone else's
As long as they don't close to mine
There's a time and a place for
There's a time and a place for

So we packed our bags and went back to the
In back of the squalor and the hell
And they sell you and they sell you that
They sell you sister for a buck and a half
Such terrible things happen round place
Such things happen round this place
Such terrible things happen round this
And people disappear without a
And always been a sucker for mystery
And I've been...

Well the mystery that me the most
Is the one that men give up hope
The and the search for even little things
That give a meaning, or even a hint
Cause how can a free man not have
When he hasn't reached the end of his rope

I don't to say good bye
I want to give it one try
I don't want to the gate
I think that it's not too late
I when I reach the end
I want to start all over

And I've always been a for mystery...