Luyện nghe bài hát The Bearer of Bad News

I off to one side
counting the
As you will see in the morning the newspapers
Difficult to say the truth in times these.
You are over at the center
The look on your at the point of collision
Once you've you can never re-enter
With your heart your soul and vision.
The light that's in
through a tear in the fabric
That to be your skin
You need some abracadabra
But it's too for who's whose
Too for the long term blues
Lord let me stand in man's shoes
Somebody not bringing this news.
Yesterday brought a correction
We all sat the house and pitched a bitch
You called your man in the Caribbean the Jamaican
It was a cut but we had to have it stitched
And our little devil was
Again and again he hard
We got over the fact we're
All those little strewn around the backyard