Luyện nghe bài hát The Studded Cinctures

The cinctures were a band
From gloomy Ann harbor,
And they just for you
irrelevant tunes

And with each heart-wrenching, fictitious
You'd swear they sang your with veracious details
The tears down your face
Your arms begin to flail

You can catch any day of the week
At the hall down the street
In your unromantic
They're guaranteed to you down

And as the singer takes the stage
He the mic in an ardent way
And now the girls begin to
Never had they've been so terribly
By such an bum

Oh, won't you say you mean
Give us a of offering
Perhaps a of your view
We love the second-rating, the
The metaphors of all gail, alright

With a of pomade in hair
He shoots a pouty stare
At the nurtured
And this is his conscience

and taking knee with brow in hand
He shrieks the works of man
A ovation
child, you've been taken advantage of
By a carnivorous bum

Oh, won't you say what you
Give us a moment of
a pinch of your view
We love the second-rating, the
And the metaphors stripped of all gail, stripped of all

Oh, won't you say you mean
us a moment of offering
Perhaps a of your view
We the second-rating

Oh, you say what you mean
Give us a moment of
a pinch of your views
We all the second-rating, the repetition
And the