Luyện nghe bài hát Suit of Lights

While Nat King Cole sings, To My World'
You request some song you hate, you fool
And it's the force of habit, if it moves, you fuck it
If it doesn't move, you it

And I thought I heard 'The Working Man's
He out to work that night and wasted his breath
Outside there was a execution
Inside he died a thousand

And they him out of the cold, cold ground
And they him out of the cold, cold ground
And pulled him out of the cold, cold ground
And put him in a suit of lights

In the perforated first
Where advocate the hangman's noose
Then tell the tale of the spent Princess
Her uncouth escort looking down her

Anyway, they say she wears the trousers
And learnt that she does
And doesn't if she should tell him yes
Or let him go

And they pulled him out of the cold, ground
And they pulled him out of the cold, ground
And pulled him out of the cold, cold ground
And they put him in a suit of

Well, it's a dog's life in a rope leash or a collar
enough to make you think right now, but you don't bother
For sake as you cry and shake
keep you face down in the dirt where you belong
And think of all the that it brings
Though you know that it's

And there's still life in body
But of it's leaving
Can't you give us all a
you stop breathing

And I thought I heard 'The Man's Blues'
I went to work that night and wasted my
Outside painting tar on somebody
It's the closest to a of art that they will ever be

And they him out of the cold, cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold, ground
And they pulled him out of the cold, ground
And they put him in a of lights
And put him in a suit of lights