Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Squeaky Fromme

I'm as hell,
'Cause out of jail.
I can feel her behind me,
Like the on my heels.
They say she's for California,
Or for DC;
I'm sittin' down in Georgia,
with my family.
The called a truce,
But they it in an hour;
And now sittin' in the Tower of Babel,
He's givin' that power.
They the war in Bethlehem,
Just to let Jesus pass;
But how much he really mean,
When they him over behind his back?
I can 'em closin' in,
And I she understands,
society and me,
Now we aren't necessarily in hand.
She's all her bonds,
Got no causes,
She up all her chances,
To live the law.
Squeaky, peace on -
Will you tell me what worth?
the inside out I'd let you in
I that you might understand.
Squeaky, in mixed-up mind,
You may not be so blind.
From the out I'd let you in
I think that you understand -
God is in my heart,
But the is in my bones.
And Squeaky, you are not alone.
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