Luyện nghe bài hát The King is Dead Boring

The puts on his raiment
And the royal scene
And tries to put his on
The of all his ennui

But when something goes, it's gone, you
Starts at the top, down
Just out the faded bodywork
Beneath his rusted

They're for impeachment
But they see the day
The queen can't him any heirs
The word is to blame

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

But the king dead, the king's dead boring
That's the that the millions sing
You name it, he's lost it, he lacks everything
The is dead boring

He to be a Don Juan
Now he's the royal slut
He's up the servant girls
And he's waking up

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

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

They to sing, Long live the King
He was the man everything
But now they shout, Get dull bastard out
Get dull bastard out

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

If only he could make
Engage us somehow
But effort is so out of
And not allowed

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

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