Luyện nghe bài hát Suit of Lights

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

And I thought I heard 'The Working Blues'
He went out to work that night and his breath
there was a public execution
Inside he died a thousand

And pulled him out of the cold, 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 suit of

In the perforated editions
Where they the hangman's noose
tell the sorry tale of the spent Princess
Her uncouth escort down her dress

Anyway, they say that she the trousers
And learnt everything she does
And know if she should tell him yes
Or let him go

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

Well, it's a life in a rope leash or a diamond collar
It's enough to make you think right now, but you don't
For goodness as you cry and shake
Let's keep you face down in the where you belong
And think of all the pleasure that it
Though you know it's wrong

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

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

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