Luyện nghe bài hát The 33rd of August

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

There's a big at the station
the blind man sings his song
He can see what they understand

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

Once I stumbled the darkness
Tumbled to my
A thousand screaming in my brain

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

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

But now I've got my dangerous
Under and chain
Killed my violent nature a smile

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

It's the 33rd of
And I'm touching down
Eight days from
Brings me Saturday