Luyện nghe bài hát The 33rd of August

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

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

It's the of August
And I'm finally touching
Eight from Sunday
me Saturday bound

Once I through the darkness
Tumbled to my
A thousand voices in my brain

I woke up in a squad car, down for vagrancy
Outside my cell as sure as
It like rain

It's the 33rd of
And I'm touching down
days from Sunday
Finds me bound

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

Though the demons danced and their song
Within my brain
Not all my thoughts, Lord, were defiled

It's the of August
And I'm finally down
Eight days from
Brings me Saturday