Luyện nghe bài hát The 33rd of August

Lord, today, there's no
The band's up and gone
Left me standing my penny in my hand

There's a big crowd at the
the blind man sings his song
He can see what they can't

the 33rd of August
And I'm touching down
Eight from Sunday
me Saturday bound

Once I stumbled through the
to my knees
A voices screaming in my brain

I woke up in a car, busted down for vagrancy
Outside my cell as as hell
It looked like

the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching
days from Sunday
Finds me bound

But now got my dangerous feelings
Under lock and
Killed my nature with a smile

the demons danced and sang their song
Within my brain
Not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, defiled

the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching
Eight days Sunday
Brings me bound