Luyện nghe bài hát The King is Dead Boring

The puts on his raiment
And surveys the scene
And tries to put his on
The source of all his

But when something goes, gone, you know
at the top, spreads down
Just check out the faded
his rusted crown

They're for impeachment
But they see the day
The can't give him any heirs
The word is he's to

So he her just for fun
And now quoting Nietzsche
you'd think that he would have known
She was his one redeeming

But the king isn't dead, the king's dead
That's the that the millions sing
You name it, he's lost it, he lacks everything
The king is boring

He used to be a Don
Now he's just the slut
knocking up the servant girls
And he's waking up

He gets a to win us back
But gives them old spiel
And all they see is the
Of his sex-appeal

But the king isn't dead, the dead boring
That's the song that his millions
You it, he's lost it, he lacks everything
The is dead boring

used to sing, Long live the King
He was the man with
But now they shout, Get that dull out
Get that bastard out

He to be so Carnaby
So out of all our
But now all that he can do
To zip up his

If only he make excuses
with us somehow
But effort is so out of
And not allowed

Because the king isn't dead, the king's dead
That's the that the millions sing
You name it, he's lost it, he lacks
No the isn't dead

The dead boring
That's the song that the sing
You name it, he's lost it, he lacks everything
Well he lacks everything, the dead boring