Luyện nghe bài hát They Told Me I Was A Fool

You got real fancy
But your mouth is so
I think I see a hundred in it
I you like it that way
Because you're a
And there ain't no wringer washers
To your fingers through
I see insides aren't the same since 1951
You're dying inside a
I saw your face all cut glass
And the window
The hands you dug your grave
You could have an empire
He would have you now you know
going to fetch the wind
On a
Feet all dangling
Wish them at the marketplace
I fear a fiery
Is staring the future
not the way
They told me I was a
Well it's your and mine
And ???
The sky is black in a night
The is true or so it may seem
Carnival in the corners
The floor is made of
That your footsteps