Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Sexual Dependency

Now a man
The tool of Satan
He forth
While are debating

Conniving, cocky
With all the
I one thing
Will him own, women

In he meets
authority
In he feels
His old

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

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

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

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

It fain
Their authority
him stands
His old

He harked the ten
Trod the and true
Would godly be and golden obey
For lunch ate frugally, a a two
Survived on one thought a day

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