Luyện nghe bài hát The Big Issue (acoustic Version)

There are those, spend the
bridges
Over by the river, down in the
the winter
But there's a house I know
and warm
And ever goes there
where the priests, bless the wine

She's been born into the wrong
She nonsense on her mind
She's a poet, a builder
She's as as bored can be
She's a have-not, a know-all
She knows how to say, "Yes"
She's skating chaos
the no good Gods are dead

But in the dead of night
Woken by the city
She how she keeps alive

is the girl who
Lost the which
to the man who
Put up the and
Threw out the to
his own sweet home

She's a clueless social
the wrong side of the bed
She's a and she's a
Drink-to-me in the company of
She's tried every
She's so common, she's so
She's homesick for a
stomach what she's told

On street in every town
All her are up and down
At home among the

This is the who
the house which
to the man who
Put up the and
out the girl to
Feather his own home

the good Samaritan
Looks and carries on
Looks and carries on

This is the who
the house which
to the man who
Put up the and
Threw out the to
Feather his own sweet

is the girl who
Lost the which
to the man who
Put up the and
out the girl to
Feather his own sweet

This is the who
the house which
to the man who
Put up the and
out the girl to
Feather his own sweet

is the girl who
Lost the house
to the man who
Put up the and
Threw out the to
Feather his own sweet

you for every tree and flower
Thank you for every sky of
Thank you I should be every
Truly you