Luyện nghe bài hát The Bootleg Saint

Come make your complaint to Bootleg
(He's been gone, keepin' on, on for your freedom)
Black boots, brown skin, chemical roots
He's back the city one sinner at a time

He'll sacrifice if you pay the

He a time when everything was alright
We had water from wine, the streets alive
old Captain Industry, who sold his soul at Wounded Knee
Bought himself a little property, the Saint had his enemy

He'll sacrifice if you pay the

The laws might but they never die
for sheep, an eye for an eye
He wears a ring with the of a three-legged dog

His glasses cut through the fog
The laws might sleep but they die
for sheep, an eye for an eye

He came down on a cloud, hard as the Amazon rain
(Took him on, him on and on)
And you can pay your respects in the of a check
He's back the city one sinner at a time

He'll if you pay the price

The laws sleep but they never die
for sheep, an eye for an eye
The Bootleg Saint, well, he walks the
Between an everyman hero and a waste of