Luyện nghe bài hát The Disillusionist

In autumn he comes to this
When the guard is down
On a day today
and gray

Bells were all
The stopped their singing
The wind caught in the
Screamin' to be

He alights from the
In his uniform
His looks like he slept in it
Or had rotten kept in it

And stir in the thistles
of cats neck bristles
'Round lips the fur is stained
The is back again

They say that famous from the waist down
But the top half of his body is a
His gold won't buy him
His poverty so deep
In he cracks, in summer he warps

Hang around the backstage
But he what you're waitin' for
You rub against his fame
Already to bear the blame

He you, "Did you like my show?"
As if he really to know
Then doesn't wait for your
He just pulls you back

You've feelin' dizzy
It you or is he?
you mentally
Undresses you

Down the corridor
People you feel for
But when he the gaze on you
amazed at what you'll let him do

They say that he's famous the waist down
But the top half of his is a corpse
His gold buy him sleep
His runs so deep
In winter he cracks, in he warps

He can turn wine water
Mother against
Juggles busy
himself off headlines

Surrounded by his
Who never opinions
Performing little for you
it in a fix for you

Smashes your watch a hammer
Caresses you camera
And says the words
That nobody's ever

Now the slur is
all pervadin'
It only you want him more
It makes you fawn him more

They say that famous from the waist down
But the top half of his body is a
His won't buy him sleep
His poverty so deep
In winter he cracks, in he warps

And he the Indian rope trick
The one that you seasick
And he keeps on filling up cup
But you keep on up

And some of done with mirrors
And some of it's done with
And some of it's with cables
And his hands the table

It doesn't you want to believe
It doesn't matter if you have to
You won't his orbit
And the things that you forfeit

And the seems familiar
Some of in particular
Bet you they are his
he plays the game of chance

He the minds of jilted girls
And the story really
Cast a for the man in the suit
Who's suffering is very

a rabbit in his hat
But I thought I a rat