Luyện nghe bài hát Suit of Lights

While Nat King sings, 'Welcome To My World'
You request some you hate, you sentimental fool
And it's the force of habit, if it moves, you fuck it
If it move, you stab it

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

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

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

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

And they pulled him out of the cold, cold
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

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 goodness sake as you cry and
Let's keep you face in the dirt where you belong
And think of all the pleasure that it
Though you that it's wrong

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

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

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