Luyện nghe bài hát The Real Thing

He wore a song around his neck like some of honor
Carried his wisdom, knife
An empty pocket was a chain
Knowing you've got it coming, no crime

Every blue that rolled off his tongue
You could feel his soul twisting right
Nobody knew he came from
Oh but everybody knew, knew

He was the real thing, no doubt it
The kind that you remember they're gone
The real thing put here for a
We knew someday the whole world was going to his name
Yeah, he was the real

She in his ear and he heard the thunder
Singing 'bout a world he knew
spinning 'round, he began to wonder
Was he made to her or born to sing the blues

He searched inside him for the
But all he found was a mind
He left her somewhere on the highway
But it wasn't just another that he left behind

It was the real thing, no about it
The kind you remember when he's gone
The thing, not like passion's fine
But a burning, smoldering, oh, flame

And sometimes at he longs for her whisper
But he hides from the
he always wakes to find her gone

In some broken down dressing room, in some major
The thunder an old familiar tune
He spies the face of a distant
beneath the halo moon

Finger on the trigger, in the vein
One more bullet, it might be your last
is ain't no, no, show, this ain't no nervous breakdown
And it as hell, ain't the time to let the fool decide

This is the thing, no doubt about it
Who cares if they love you when you're
This is the real thing, so you were put here for a
But what gives you the right to quit you're tired
Anyway boy, this no game
is the real thing

He a song around his neck
Like some medal of
He carried his wisdom a knife