Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Sexual Dependency

Now a man
The living of Satan
He forth
While others are

Conniving, knave
all the trimmings
I know one
Will trim him own,

In women he
Deep
In he feels
His old

He snigger's at the Good Book the priss and prim
Does anything for pay if it pay
And since he knows what do to him
He them well out of his way

All through the day he
He's self denying, then descends
And once again lying

They're all the
In meeting love's
Poor noble
Get in illusion

The one who
He escape the clinches
Who is it
Entangles him,

It fain
Their lush
Before him
His old

He harked the ten
Trod the and true
godly be and golden rule obey
For ate frugally, a grape a two
Survived on one pure a day

He screamed, "I've mastered it without trying"
the moon and once again he's lying
Idiots, all of