Luyện nghe bài hát The Rabbit Skinner

do for him
Child of the
With no common
No easy place

Only lichen on
Oil on gun
And the hard of pennies

A God in his
Stands as as you please
The lungs won't fill, the heart start
Bad luck child of the

And he alone, is a man without

Combed his for disorders
But the disease lived on in far-off

As a God everything was filled to
As a man he for less
lies the rabbit skinner
God the rabbit skinner

A life without purchase, no to tell
And three little bitches fight he fell
Foxes, foxes, her a sign
And tell the little girl, and show her mine

hard and fast with the rules if you please
Here a man, without qualities.