Luyện nghe bài hát The Bootleg Saint

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

He'll sacrifice if you pay the

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

sacrifice if you pay the price

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

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

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

He'll sacrifice if you pay the

The laws might sleep but they die
for sheep, an eye for an eye
The Bootleg Saint, well, he walks the
an everyman hero and a waste of time