Luyện nghe bài hát Suit of Lights

While Nat Cole sings, 'Welcome To My World'
You request some song you hate, you sentimental
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 Blues'
He went out to work that and wasted his breath
Outside there was a public
Inside he died a deaths

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

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

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

And they pulled him out of the 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 suit of

Well, a dog's life in a rope leash or a diamond collar
It's enough to make you think right now, but you bother
For goodness sake as you cry and
Let's keep you down in the dirt where you belong
And think of all the pleasure that it
you know that it's wrong

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

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

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