Luyện nghe bài hát The Wrong Road

A trader in furs in exile
Boy, what a kook, at that passport
Stale bread and without privilege
If you live here learn the

When the hit the roof
With the sound of a finished
a lip lifted from a lip
I took the wrong road

A room in a lighthouse the park
The ghosts in the next room you cough
Time drags on Sundays in Mayfair
With all your riches, why you there?

Well, the wind acts like a
And pulls the leaf the tree
And the town's lost its
I took the road 'round

Handsome is good, is better
What was that phrase, grace pressure?
Blind by the bulb, blood to the bank
Lost all yours when the ship sank

In the breaking light
The soft blue approach of the
Makes a sound you won't
I took the road 'round

Stranded at low-tide where the river
Wouldn't you know it? That's how life
Lucky at cards, an old lie
Lucky in love, that's how life

Well, the turncoats turned
When they the sound of the bell
their coins into the well
I the wrong road 'round

out Oliver, ended up Fagin
Don't you worry, my problem
my name, what's my number?
I'm the one

It's at the end of the day
When the light its slow move away
That I all I can say is
I took the wrong 'round

Gambled with risk, you back with risk
So now you who your friends are
They'll steel shadow when your back's turned
Bouquets of flowers, lesson's

the rain hit the roof
With the of a finished kiss
Like a lip from a lip
And I took the wrong road