Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy With The Gun

He knows well his ways
A of bitterness
A grudge held from his childhood
As if had loved him less

Reading down his of names
He ticks one by one
He points the at the sky
shots off at the sun

I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, listen to me

He carves out the victim's
In the butt of the gun
He well back against the tree
He knows his kingdom's

breath a sigh self satisfied
The work is in hands
He the coins into the air
And follows the money lands

I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, listen to me

He pauses at the edge
Of hellfire and of
He summons up the there
To give him of his own

He'll free the sinners of
They'll hear his and run
His justice is his own
Measured out the sun

I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, listen to me

And my on the gun