Luyện nghe bài hát The Bleeding Heart Show

I leapt three or four beds into your arms
Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your
Our golden handshake has been into this shape.
It's taken magic to a primitive new
'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic

We hunched together in one chair out on the
In snow froze and fell down on the modern set
It looked as if I picked your out of a hat
Next thing you you are asleep in someone's lap
Watch 'em run, it's the minimum, heroic

We the room
Quit so our thoughts could
Rest them, never move?
That's we grab a hold
Of whatever it is we into
Lousy with your
With what the cannot find
In business of lives
The perception, it is wrong, mile after
The taste drinking wine from your heels

We have arrived too late to play the bleeding show