Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy With The Gun

He knows well his wicked
A of bitterness
A grudge held from his childhood
As if life had loved him
Reading down his list of
He them one by one
He the barrel at the sky
Firing off at the sun
"I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, to me sing"
He carves out the victim's
In the butt of the gun
He leans back agains the tree
He his Kingdom's come
He'll breath a sigh self
The is in good hands
He shoots the coins the air
And follows the money lands
"I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, to me sing"
He pauses at the edge
Of hellfire and of
He up the devil there
To give him of his own
free the sinners of deceit
They'll hear his and run
His is his own reward
out beneath the sun
"I am the law and I am the
I am the wisdom, to me sing"
And my on the gun
is just begun
The boy the gun