Luyện nghe bài hát The King is Dead Boring

The king on his raiment
And surveys the scene
And tries to put his on
The of all his ennui

But when goes, it's gone, you know
at the top, spreads down
Just check out the bodywork
Beneath his crown

They're waiting for
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 he's Nietzsche
When you'd think he would have known
She was his one redeeming

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

He to be a Don Juan
Now he's just the slut
He's knocking up the girls
And he's up half-cut

He gets a to win us back
But gives them some old
And all they see is the
Of his former

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

They used to sing, Long the King
He was the man everything
But now they shout, Get that dull out
Get that dull 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 make excuses
with us somehow
But is so out of place
And not allowed

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

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